Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20180404172451/@comment-24510587-20180407192027

Moira reached her destination as she rounded into the next row of vines. She found the young Nord slowly sitting up in the centre of a patch of blackened grass, the Dragon Priest mask in his lap. The two cultists were lying motionless on the ground, both of them with a charred, smoking hole in the middle of their robes. The lad was glanced wide-eyed at the bodies, and then at Moira when he noticed her approaching.