Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160529172721/@comment-25038310-20160629195231

((Sorry for the wait everyone, had to go do a few things, including going to school and see if I passed. I did! :D ))

Richard rose an eyebrow at the khajit for a moment, not having heard the peculiar expression before, although it was rather obvious what Rakusil meant, even if it was rather vague. If he understood correctly, he strongly agreed - no doubt the dismal Saint had a few tricks up his sleeve.

Sebastien looked upwards, not seeing the Dominie anymore, but was still certain the clergyman was still ascending the tower, which was indicated by the the echoes of his slow footsteps on the metal steps and the occasional sight of the dingy robe he wore.

"Only those pure of faith can reach the dismal Saint," Dominie Boyd told the Undead as his steps halted, meaning he had finally reached the bell at the top. "Ar't these followers pure of heart? Walk to the high wall, and we will see." Boyd told the Undead as he pointed towards the High Wall, which was about 30 metres further at the same height. However, there was no bridge or any visible way to cross the large gap between the belltower and the wall.

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"Truly? Only half? Oh, by Hildegard's veil, then we might just have a chance." Josephine said, as if relieved.

"Prithee, allow me to accompany you and your group." Josephine asked Dunistair, assuming he was in charge simply because he took the word. All of his other companions were awfully silent, which made her come to that conclusion.

Abello looked awfully troubled, and wasn't intent on interacting with this Dragon Knightess that much, judging by his posture and melancholic, distanced behaviour which was not the norm for him.