Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29458028-20150528095614/@comment-29458028-20150602125553

(Really, you attacked a Praetor. Smart choice. I clap for you.)

The mage's mask dissapeared to reveal that he was a Breton man, with platinum blond hair, a pair of blue eyes and very pale complexion. Everyone indeed moved back, more out of fear than Gaius' command, when they realized it was the Praetor.

The Praetor held up his hand, the crossbow bolt deflecting away, as the frost runes rearmed themselves as shock runes. The Praetor himself stepped over the runes to prove that they wouldn't hurt him, shooting them with a simple spell to show they do not explode either.

"Do you really think Eris is an Altmer? Altmer are the slaves, the grunts. I'm fully human, and possess my self awareness. Also, do you really think you can take me on alone?"