Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26446054-20150814145410/@comment-26446054-20150815001558

Svaem clutched his side as he sprinted down the road and behind a cabin, hoping that by now, the guards will have lost sight and given up. Giving himself a few seconds to gain stamina, he  ran forward into the woods, sweat gathering on his forehead as he eventually reached a small pond, throwing his shield down and collapsing, panting hard. "By Akatosh..." He muttered, dousing his face with the clear water. He had to find out who did this, and why. As he sat up, he noticed something very serious in the distance;

A portal, shining an ominous red with black stone supporting it.

A gate to Oblivion.