Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20170804144241/@comment-17114085-20170805140032

"I am Ysabel, we've met once before bard. In Elsweyr. You may not remember me but I'm sure you remember my half-brother, Kyrnil. Hard to forget a guy like that." She said.

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"You are starting to sound a lot like a certain Sin of Wrath that attacked Skyrim those 5 years ago, Breton." Kyrnil pointed out. He tried to charge a spell but saw that it wasn't working. ''Whatever it is that she did to us is blocking my magicka. Guess we'll have to do this the old fashioned way.'' He drew Wuuthrad. "I cannot allow anyone to put the people of Skyrim in danger."

While the Mad Child and Tali were busy talking with Asciene, Ortis slipped in between some Companions and vanished. His magicka had been blocked like everyone else, but the man had something special about him that no one else in the camp had. His soul was that of a God, he was Orkey the Fox God incarnate. Using his godly essense would take a toll on the avatar's body, as it always does, but seeing as his magic wouldn't work he didn't have any choice.