Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160122194819/@comment-24141785-20160124005450

Gabriel shuffled around in his sleep, the moons' light shining in through the window. It was obvious that he was uncomfortable, and that he was having a flashback.

...

Many years ago...

Everything was ready, the plan had been full proofed and everyone was prepared. Yet Gabriel was still anxious. While he had been investigating the true nature of the Empire, and occasionally putting a stop to their activities: nothing compared to what they were going to do tonight...

It was long into the night, and the chilly air plagued the woodlands of Cyrodil. The faint sounds of owls could be heard, but silence rules the night. The Captain was isolated up in his office, completely unaware of was to come...

'Gabe... You ain't looking so good." A Redguard man walked up to him, folding his arms as he looked outwards. "You need to relax, we'll get through this."

"Amriel...This isn't like anything we've had to do before." The Breton growled, "And we can't turn back now: they're onto us..."

"Well, your uncle seems very convinced that coming back from this is a possibility." Amriel replied, "You think he's wrong?"

Gabriel huffed, crossing his arms and sighing. Edward was always loyal to the emperor, just like him. They'd grown within the army, and he became the proper father figure that he needed, after his parents passed away. But Gabriel knew that his uncle wouldn't be willing to incapacitate his comrades, and this scared the young Breton.

"Amiel... Can you, promise me something?" Gabriel asked, taking a deep breath of the cold breeze, "Can you... Can you make sure that he gets out of here..."

The Redguard skeptically thought for a few moments, before sighing. "I'll try."

The Moons had fully embraced the darkness, and now it was time. With one last deep breath, he pulled the mask over his head.

Just head to the office...

With a loud crackle, the Breton rushed across to the other side of the courtyard, turning back one last time to meet his uncle's gaze. Little did he realise, that would be the last time he saw it...

...

''Zaydate... Agatha... Scire...''

I'' should've gone after you guys... I shouldn't have risked stating here.''

''If anything has h-happened t-to you... Just.... J-Just know that I'm sorry...''

... S-Sorry I-I let you d-down.

Gabriel violently jerked up, sweat covering his body. He looked around the room, panting, trying to get his surroundings. Sitting himself up, he signed with relief, leaning his torso against the wall: it was over...

''Just... A flashback...''