Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29559990-20160630223627/@comment-5583506-20160720023036

"I did", replied the Nord bitterly, observing the Altmer with a mix of disgust and disdain.

The expression on Myrdana's face as she was returned to the cells was a blank page. Her eyes were empty, almost completely void of all life and emotion. Her legs were quivering, as if she found it hard to stand up. And her skin was soaking with sweat.

Evelyne drew for breath. She didn't need to ask what this man had done to her. She considered herself lucky in this moment that the Nord healer had been the one to take her with him... better yet that she was expecting.

Swift drooled with hatred upon seeing what the Altmer had exposed Myrdana to. "Bastard", he wheezed. "Bastard!" he yelled out louder as he struggled to be free from his shackles behind his back. "BAAASTARD!" he finally shouted as he repeatedly slammed his shackles in anger against the pole, in an attempt to be free and strangle the life out of Taronan.

"I'd hate to ask this of any of you", said Ran'Jinro with a grunt. "But someone needs to be lure the Beast to the walls. I would have done it myself, but I fear that with my injuries this plan is most likely to fail"