Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190217022144/@comment-7262318-20190217182934

Alvoran chatted and chatted with the merchant, trying to divert his attention away from the stall for a moment. He was finally able to get his eyesight away from it as Alfie moved rightward, and Zaydate now had free reign to pick...

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"It ain't your fault..." Torus said, taking a breath. "I think I should have seen the signs, to begin with...

Inside, Graicus and Cade would find another large group of Forsworn, standing by, their weapons and swords drawn. However, none made a move to attack or harm them. It seemed they were just guards standing by.

The room was quite large, supported by Dwemer columns with stone additions, and an absolutely massive flight of stairs. 3 flights, actually. One in the center went straight up, and the other two spiraled to the top. All were pointing at  a throne, where sat their masked friend.

"There they are... the only two worthy contenders that have ever entered this foul city..." He grinned under his helmet. "I see you found yourselves new arms..."