Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20151108001053/@comment-5543592-20151109024128

As Danric made his way through halls of one of Keep Redorans three buildings, he heard two people coming towards him just around a corner.

"The guards set there's an attack!" One voice set, sounding nervous, a woman

"We'll be already, we just need to follow evacuation proceedures." The second said, a man

"Which are?" The first voice.

"Get to the servants' quarters, wait there." The second. They were approaching the bend into Danric's hallway...

Alecos threw open the doors of the balcony and strode into the room. Lord Redoran's study. The Aetherkin crossed the room, the mists following him through the open doors, into the room behind. He cast Clairvoyance, and the blue line drew him to a portrait hanging over a desk on the far interior wall.

Too easy.  Alecos taught with a smirk. He strode over to the portrait, cape fluttering across his heels, and tore the portrait from the wall. Behind it, sat a safe, mounted into the wall. Rather than try and crack, Alecos planted both feet, and then burdened himself to the point that it'd be impossible to walk. He extended his arms forward, cast Telekinesis, and began to pull.

"Well, I suppose you know the basics." Gell said, choosing a seat and sitting back in it. "He ran an underground guild, of sorts.  A place for non-noble mages to organize, that was until..." the Altmer glanced to Ecgtheow.

"We were sold out." The Nord said bluntly, moving onto his third wrap. "Ash Ghouls swept in and killed everybody at the hideout.  Then they used our own documents to track down all our members.  They systematically wiped us out.  I'd call it damn genius if it hadn't been me who'd been hurt."

"Yes, as Theo here said, it was quite the endevour.  After that, they captured Alecos, and sent him to the Fissions."