Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27025277-20160811184605/@comment-24760123-20160813153626

Aryon nodded, realizing what Cyrelian was about to do.

The Nerevarine gave the rest of the controls to Cyrelian, giving him a short lesson on how to control the giant brass golem that was going to decide whether Mundus fell apart or not.

"The thing's gonna mirror your movements, basically. If you want to fly, stomp as hard as possible with both feet."

After a pause, Aryon added something.

"Azura guide you to your rest."

With that, Aryon got everyone else out of the Numidium, and onto the ground.

Dumac and the Vampire were staggered from the blasts, but Dumac received an unpleasant surprise when Aryon engaged him in close combat with Trueflame and Hopesfire, Lyris supporting him from afar.

The Vampire, on the other hand, recovered enough to try to fire an Icy Spear at Aras, but was quickly and rudely interrupted by an ebony staff breaking whatever was left of his nose that Oskar hadn't broken.

Darius was practically covered in magic, having cast Ebonyflesh and flung multiple Lightning Bolts at Dumac. He grinned at Aras as he brought the staff down on the Vampire, chugging a potion of Restore Magicka.

"All we need is an army of Stormcloaks, and it's Solitude all over again!"