Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29559990-20160630223627/@comment-5583506-20160705020414

 Falana took Nyx by the hand and began to make her way down the grass-clad ridges. "This is... this is terrible", she sighed. "I have never felt as dying as I am now."



Beatrix walked up to Mongo's side with Koldri in hand. "Where did you... spot this creature then?"



Ran shifted slightly in pain with a dampened sigh.

Katri looked at Jared. "You think he will pull it through?"



"Apart from lying badly your only redeeming qualities appears to be a pretty face for the group", said the Emperor to Raini, having not been easily fooled by her lies. "The Altmer here can fight. The Orc is a survivor. So what good use do I have of you?"

"Leave her alone, you big bully", snorted Swift, attracting the Emperor's attention. "She probably has more strength in her tits than you have balls."

The Emperor glared at the Argonian in disbelief as if he couldn't comprehend that this man was mocking him... knowing the repercussions. "Want to give me a reason as to why I shouldn't kill you instead of her?"

Swift grinned. "Used to be a bandit in one of those fancy cities. I saw my fair share of people like you. People worse than you. You are nothing but a pale shadow in comparison to them. Take away your fortress and your men, and all that remains is one sad, middle-aged man with no balls."

Myrdana stared into the ground, afraid of what was about to come.

The Emperor stared at Swift, his mouth twitching as if though he was about to have an outburst. But all of a sudden he calmed down. "There is some fighting spirit in the Argonian, but we need him obedient. Stick him and the lying Khajiiti whore in the same cage."

"I... I am a decent hunter", said Myrdana. "And a scout. Lead a group of Beast Slayers."

The Emperor simply nodded, marching past the group as he inspected them, receiving responses of fighters and hunters alike. That was until he stopped in front of Havel.

"And what about you, Bosmer?" said the Emperor threatingly. "You look a bit scrawny to me. Too short, too thin, too weak. So what good are you?"

"I... I can scout!" said Havel.

The Emperor smacked with his lips. "Have enough scouts as it is, I am afraid. Are you any good in a fight?"

Havel wanted to say yes, but he knew that it would be a lie. "N-no", he said.

"Pity", remarked the Emperor and signaled with a nod of his head to Callius.

Before anyone in the group had a chance to notice or react. Callius had bent Havel's head backwards and cut his throat with a sharp blade. Blood spurted out on the marble floor as the Bosmer desperately chipped for air, but quickly began to drown in his fluids. Evelyne gave out a terrified scream and Hildi became as pale as a ghost.

Myrdana began to cry and quickly grabbed the Bosmer from behind, letting him rest in her knee. "There... there!" she sobbed. "I am here, Havel! I am here!"

Havel began to grasp around in the thin air, looking for a way to save his own life, but his panicked gaze told the group the truth that there was indeed nothing that could be done to save him. And he had already realised it himself.

"You son of a bitch!" shouted Swift-in-the-Sack and lunged against the Emperor, before being knocked down by one of Callius' men.

"You see now what happens to weaklings and liars in my empire?" asked the Emperor coldly, watching as the Bosmer's blood began to pool out on the floor. The Imperial gave Raini a harsh glare as a warning.

Myrdana sobbed silently as she watched Havel's gaze fade away into nothingness. She clutched his hand tightly as she watched his eyes turning cold and still, looking up at something in the faraway distance. Something none of those present could see. One would have to be dead or dying to see it...

"Take the prisoners back to their cells", he said bitterly. "And store this disappointment in carpentry for Monstramaris. That way he will at least be good for something."