Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160529172721/@comment-5824038-20160713143319

The limp body of the Brass Knight dropped through the air. It began to disintegrate almost immediately, and before it hit the ground it had disappeared.

Outside the city, by the graveyard that several undead had already appeared from, a haze of shimmering dust began to take the form of an Altmer man. First the body, then the features, and then he was covered over by his brass armour.

A sharp intake of breath marked Glorfindel's resurrection.

Fuck.