Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20161212045904/@comment-24280666-20161214030047

Elric brought his dagger up, slicing the Vaewolf's femeral artery. Roaring, Niklaus brought his claws down, tearing Elric's face from his skull. Though he had lost his eyes, Elric was able to see the wolf devour his corpse.

Elric awoke with a start, having fallen asleep in his chair. Yet again his fear of the Vaewolf threatened his sleep.

He rose and quickly walked out of the room, locking the false wardrobe behind him.

"Melnibone! Send a team to castle Le'Vire!" Elric shouted, sweating profusely as he threw on his Glass Armour.

"Elric, we can't keep doing this." Melnibone retorted, looking concerned for the Bosmer.

"Gods be damned, I said NOW!" Elric yelled, sneering at the Redguard.

Melnibone looked back at Elric and sighed, doing a slight sarcastic curtsy before replying: "Very well. Shall we replace the cook again? Or simply surveillance?"

"Just tell me where that damned freak and his kin are. He's coming for me this time, I can feel it." Elric replied, slowly calming down.

Elric sat on a nearby bench and held his head in his hands. It had only been in the last year he had been having these nightmares about his old rival. Perhaps it had been the meddling with soul gems and the Dark Brotherhood, or maybe he was being poisoned. In any case, it was his Guild and if it helped him sleep at night, the now prosperous Guild could afford a few Shadowcloaks.

He rose from the bench and walked to the communal shrine to Nocturnal, offering a small prayer to the Daedra, who had been silent yet charitable to him in the past twenty years. He benefitted from her powers, but not her wisdom. Yet again, he heard no reply to his prayer. Sighing slightly, he stayed on his knees, and would stay there for quite a while, muttering small prayers to himself and Nocturnal.