Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20190104010303/@comment-7262318-20190113014551

"Oh... so the high and mighty heroes of Tamriel... now you're the ones brutally murdering people once they've outlived their usefulness," Goriyn sighed. "Tch... Hypocrites."

"You're a murderer, and a madman. You will pay for your crimes," Nightingale said.

"Oh, give me a break! You know how many people have told me that and ended up dead because of it?" Goriyn laughed.

"My point exactly," Nightingale said.

"Oh come on, let me out of here... I promise, I'll be really good!"

"No... No more innocent will suffer because of you. You were a good man once, but no longer. I will see you put to the sword, in honor of the man you were."

"Oh, please, Mr. monologue... You don't know a damn thing about me..."

The Nightingale sighed heavily, and in a move that might have even surprised Bloodskal, he yanked his mask off. It was a quick move, and he locked onto Goriyn with his steely green eyes. When he had pulled his mask off, two pointed ears covered in fur sprung up. His black mane shined in the light of the sun pouring in through the windows.

"I know more about you than I wish I did," The Khajiit said.

Bloodskal might not have known him, but Goriyn was taken aback. It was perhaps the first time he had ever been caught off guard.

"Ri'Kraz..." Goriyn murmured. He was shocked for a moment, before the grin crept back on his face. "Oh, I should'a known. Overeager honorbound fraud... Of course it's you! Of course! Who else..."

He pointed a finger at Bloodskal. "What next? Is Hafnir going to be under Bloodskal's mask? Come on, let's make this a happy little reunion!"