Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32420582-20150204060459/@comment-25683991-20150206095039

HeroicLightLion wrote: "Fine, if you die I'm not filling out the paperwork." the guard replied.

Remis chuckled as he entered the city, dark and gloomy is what it was, with blood spilled from guard, beast or innocent spread on the walls. Remis could barely figure out which place was which, but he managed to get to the Gray Quarter, he saw several of his kin dead and he hoped that the Jarl let some of them into the Palace for proper treatment.

He saw what used to be the Cornerclub, but now it was a wrecked building, rubble, debris, whatever you call it, it was destroyed. So he moved on and saw the rather untouched Residence of the Atherons, he walked inside and saw a dunmer dead, probably the head of the house, Remis didn't know, but he laid out his body to be burned when he woke up. Remis walked to the beds, they were hardly beds, mere blankets sprawled out on the floor, but they were comfortable. And that was good.

But before Remis fell asleep, he locked the Residence door, not wanting a thief to steal from him in this age of strife as he laid down, and closed his eyes to sleep.