Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1592115-20150816183246/@comment-27783182-20150818201819

Dunlammus hid his face and talked to a carriage driver nearby, since he couldn't fly too far.

"Can you take me to Cyrodiil? I have to get to the Imperial City as soon as possible."

The driver nodded and accepted 100 gold as payment. Dunlammus thought of this as blasphemy, but he later shrugged it off at the though of becoming the emperor of Tamriel.

(Should I timeskip? Also, suddenly, for whatever reason, I thought of Helvian x Dunlammus >.>)