Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1592115-20150202033722/@comment-1592115-20150224072501

The Mages at the artilleries are unaware of the intruders, they are still loading the artilleries and drinking their meads.

All in a sudden, one of them misfired toward the college, it was warded off, but it caused a huge shake at the Midden.

Ancano, the Thalmor adviser at the Midden who was presumed dead, was actually fully intact and kept by Bolor across an era, Bolor did all attempts to awake Ancano, and yet he failed, this is until...

Bolor: "You would awake, would you... huh?! Ouch!"

Bolor was knocked down by the shockwave from a misfired artillery outside, and at last, Ancano is slowly awakening.

Ancano: "Where am I? And you, Identify yourself."

Bolor: "I'm Bolor, your right hand man long ago. We're at the Atronach Forge, a bridge between Nirn and Oblivion Realm."

Ancano: "Bolor? I claimed that you were unsuccessful, I was wrong, you've been loyal to me, faithful... for a Worm."

Bolor: "Huh? Worm?"

Ancano: "Don't get me wrong, Worms are good, they're proud creatures, Worms, as the undying herald of life and death, can live across hard times, just as you and me."

Bolor: "I'm glad it is true, you, our rightful old king, are here."

Ancano: "Have you heard of Yngol? He claimed himself as the first Necromancer, though we're study the same thing, he's too naive, almost a walking nuisance. Necromancy is a tool for manipulation, not for mere communication. We'll set things right later on."

Bolor: "Roger that."