Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20170720113953/@comment-19164168-20170726062717

Harold Burned-Mane wrote: (There are quite a few named Blackhearts that are important.)

"He's a mage, a Master at the College of Winterhold." Urik replied.

They soon arrived at Jo'Khar's house, yet found it uninhabited.

"Strange." Urik stated. "Usually his apprentice stays in the house even if the Master is away." ''Because it matters little now. Like her, every last one of you, including that vampire Khajiit, will die like the savages you are. Gonna execute the apprentice too? Don't worry. We'll take care of that. How I'll enjoy introducing you your own insides as we rip them from your chest. Even Molag Bal will shed a tear for us.'' A displaced voice noted for Urik.

''Haha. You mortals are so pathetic and divided. ALWAYS flying into a rage at the drop of a hat, thinking that vampires are all savages, when you Nords are even able to barely keep yourselves from making assumptions. Pathetic degenerates. As soon as you are all dead, don't worry. The only thing you will all need to worry about is scrubbing my palace floors. And feeding me and my brothers and sisters.''

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"Dunno." Cristus answered to Elaine as he kept close to her, trudging through the fog.

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On his side, Jo'Khar prepared to combat the Blackhearts alongside the mages. He was still bitter over how the Blackhearts had exploited all their enemies at every turn, and kept them divided to easily destroy them.

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('Cannon fodder'. Also, how is the Countess following them through a thick fog? :P )

The Blackhearts noticed on how the Countess was following them, and allowed her to follow them accordingly.

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"You didn't pick up the sweetness? It's meant to hide the kick." Freyja noted.

"And easy. We don't need a drunk Skald when our necks are on the line."