Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25020300-20141205044532/@comment-25020300-20150118070617

The draugr at High Hrothgar drag Arngeir's body as they followed Ondeskurken up the mountain. Most of them dragged more than one of their bretheren as they went, as the vast majority of them had been killed in the battle. Upon reaching the top, Ondeskurken met with Parthuurnax.

"Father Parthuurnax, news reached me even in Atmora of Alduin's death. Why have you not taken your rightful place at his throne?"

"Ondeskurken... It's been long since we've last spoken. I have turned away from the old ways. The way of the voice is the only law which guides me now."

"Parthuurnax, I had thought you better than to turn on your own kind. I had once been your most devout servent, and now you humiliate me so by your treachery?"

"I am sorry, old friend, but for too long have my kind been fooled by our own arrogence. I will leave you, I owe you only that, but I cannot gurentee that I will not fight you when we meet again."

"I see. Very well then," He turned around to the box his draugr had brought from Black Marsh, and pulled out the cause of the plauge which was killing the Hist, "With the Eye of Argonia, nothing can stop me from ending the mortals you hold so dear."

The draugr at Winterhold focused their arrows at the mages shooting at Straid, still beiliving him to be an ally. A small group of them tried to run up the bridge to the college.

House Telvanni officially suceeds from House Redoran's governance, and Morrowind is plundged into civil war. House Redoran requests support from the Empire.