Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24530992-20150327200913/@comment-24736819-20150425012321

"Who is his brother? You are joking, right? Weren't you paying attention?", the witch giggled, "It is a myth, a lie told to make the foolish meet their ends. He's supposed to live in the highest place in all Tamriel."

"A brother...", Dracius muttered to himself.

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A black cloud started to get near the skies of Shornhelm. The citizen of the proud city were starting to get nervous as the rumours of bad omen being not only an omen but an actual menace started to spread.

"I'm not sure what we should do, sire. Perhaps gather the mages and attempt something to calm the populace?", the King's steward said.

"That’s a good idea, bring them here.", The King replied and gestured for his steward to hurry.