Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10197675-20141231170452/@comment-10197675-20150121195536

([])Meanwhile in the West on the now ruined Sky Haven Temple, once home to the ever-falling guild of The Blades…

The Nord opened his eyes after being left lying on the ground for quite some time. Smoke arose into the air from the burning ruins beside him, as the body of a friend lay on the ground next to him, decaying after death, after a long and enduring battle that rued with defeat. The Nord reached over to the Breton with his feeble hand, as pain oozed from his chest. He grabbed her arm and quietly cried.

“…Delphine… Delphine…” The Nords mouth was dry and this was apparent as his voice was croaky and hoarse.

The Nord’s face echoed pain as tears started to fell upon his eyes, traveling across his old and frail face, blood dripped from his broken nose. The man’s mouth was a gape as he started to weep with sorrow and grief. He clenched the Bretons arm tightly as he then lay back down, tears still streaming from his flooded eyes. The Nord felt the pain inside him grow as he struggled for his breaths, he looked around watching as his vision hazed and a large beast like creature came into view, flapping its enormous wings above, before then landing beside the Nord and his deceased friend

The dragon was grey and coated with evil, its eyes bulged with redness, a wicked lark came from its mouth as its jagged teeth glimmered.

“HAHAHAHA!”

And not before too long the dragon turned the weeping Nord and his deceased friend into a burnt pile of ashes, as it then took of once again heading East, followed by its pack and into the darkness it flew, foul deeds it left behind, death, fire and blood in its trail… and its path…