Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150327015504/@comment-11457306-20150328174312

"Revenge," Pris' lip curled in scorn. "Strange name for revenge seekers.  When I heard about your group I thought you a noble group, attempting to reclaim Nirn for the people of Tamriel.  The Legendaries were created from us--the men and women or mer of Nirn.  Do you believe they could stop Vilehart from turning them into the abominations they are?  It could just as easily have been you." She raked them all with an angry look. "Or me.  That vile god in the sky turned the Dragonborn!  If he could not resist them, what chance do we stand?

Revenge will not help us. Only purging our skies of that vile demon in the sky will cure Nirn. But first, we must cleanse it of the Legendaries so that we will have free rein to work.

I will rest now. I beg you to think upon what I have said. There are ways to limit losses from betrayal. In the morning we will speak again."

Pris turned to go down the hall and find a bed.