Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20141126032139/@comment-25127382-20141202054915

(I swear, once the location of that Shadow Gem is revealed, I will be on it as if it were the sweetest sweetrole of all sweetroles, with the darkest, most delicate flavour. I don't know why I want it, since Weavers are all complete masters of darkness/umbrakinesis, but I just want it! Maybe I just don't want others to have it.)

When the battle was over, the Black Fang instantly teleported back to Riften, where the horses that they had left at the Windhelm stables, smart as they were, had gotten back on their own.

Cyrodiil was in ruins, reality had become easy to warp, Mundus was a mess.

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Since all the Black Fang teleported with their own power, Setsuna chose not to follow them, still remaining in the devestated Imperial city. She was looking around, the death and destruction sparking some interest in her. After being amused by it for a while, she eventually got bored, and just started wandering around the city, as she had nothing to do, not in Cyrodiil, not in Skyrim.