Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20141118002730/@comment-32420582-20141123030121

Light looked at his iron armor and sighed, he really wanted to go and explore for a while, but also he didn't want to, he just felt like sleeping, teleporting is really tiring, he yawned, he decided he would go to sleep. He go into bed then quickly fell asleep.

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(This is something that I planned for Light, just something minor but effects his personality heavily.)

Light awoke within a dream, he looked around, he saw a battlefield, blood staining the ground, screams of dying men echoing, Light saw everything around him vanish into darkness. He saw a light, his father standing in it, with armor on, Trueflame and Hopesfire unsheathed, his eyes filled with courage, yet sadness. His father moved like the wind, faster then any steed, faster then any bird, faster then anything. On command his two swords burst into flames banishing darkness, but the darkness fought back, Light looked over to the darkness and saw another Khajiit this one black with red eyes, dressed in daedric armor, the black khajiit ran forward. His father and the black khajiit clashed blades.

His father snarled loudly, the black khajiit growled, a small roar coming from his throat. Light watched as his father over powered the black khajiit then stab into his gut. Light then saw an Orc approaching, in black armor, they clashed blades again, Trueflame and Hopesfire shattered, causing an explosion.

Light jolted awake, his heart beating rapidly.