Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160319173730/@comment-24141785-20160322183314

As Jude got much clearer, everything went completely silent for what felt like an eternity. Suddenly, he felt something wrap its fingers around his shirt as he was hoisted up. Jude could only see an armoured gauntlet, dyed red on the fingertips: something suggested it wasn't a dye...

"You are messing with the wrong fuck." The voice growled, before throwing the Dunmer a good distance. As the rest of the figure remained in the shadow, the cackle of fire could be heard...