Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29458028-20150315072056/@comment-29458028-20150318085421

The taunt on the pentacle wrote : Heh, fools, you all can't catch me. Even of you catch up, you can't touch me. Nowhere is safe!"

The bodies of the children were all nearly disintegrated from the sheer amounts of slashes and blasts that the Crimson Demoness performed. Except for the blackened remains of the child she stole unnatural life from. All appeared to have been killed by a powerful, katana like weapon, or a claw, then burned by careless overuse of pyrokinesis.

The Headmistress, though, had different wounds, suggesting a straight sword that was shorter than the fabled weapon. The whole place had a magical distortion.

Ulfric sighed and said "the Argonians work hard, pay their taxes and choose to be accepted as citizens. Well, the Dunmer, they refuse to pay and they want self governance, yet they demand pensions and welfare. Lots of them are loafers. Can't have it all, we don't have that much money."

The young man added "We also had a Dunmeri orchestrated assassnation plot recently. Kinda reflects poorly on them. Also, they cause lots of trouble. I mean, unlike my sister, I don't wanna kill them all or kick them out, but pretty ... troublesome."

(as you might have guessed, the man is Ulfric's son, the lady beside him is his daughter)

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Edmund continued on the journey to Eastmarch. In fact, he had a pretty good semblence of where Lynette could hide, but he didn't want to tell anyone.