Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20170720113953/@comment-19164168-20170806133135

"You can also opt to drop off now if you wish." Cristus noted, "If so, I'll make sure that the Bankers' Guild will pay you all the Septims I owe you once I make it back at Markarth."

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"What else is there?" Freyja asked, starting to believe that her Order was right from the start, and that she was a fool to oppose the guidance of the High Templars themselves.

"Take a good look at what's happened throughout the years here in Skyrim; The Nords hate magic and will always hate magic. Argaeus here sure agrees, same with that Stormcloaks whose name I do not know and don't care about. Plus; I know how the people of Winterhold drove away the majority of the mages here after the Great Collapse, convinced that they were involved in 'evil' magic." the Templar said, her tone growing increasingly colder and more brutal in terms of honesty.

"Don't like magic? So be it, then. No more healing spells, no more Wayshrines, no more what you all regard as pure bullshit and tools of cowards. Oh yeah, pleae throw away all the enchanted items and stop using the fucking Thu'um, because the Thu'um also counts as magic.

I am sick and tired of working for people whom are too stuck up with pathetic gods and egotistical assholes who think they're fucking better than everyone else, when they're not. I thought that there was at least some people whom are bright amonst the people of Tamriel, but it seems that my ancestor was right; This fucking world is hopeless. it is unwilling to change, and will never change.

I thought better of the people. But now, they broke the last straw. I am fucking done. It's up to Altera if she still wants to follow this god-damn ideal. Reality rarely backs down, and almost always, if not always, wins in the end. You all had your chance, and you all threw it away like yesterday's breakfast and a cheese that's been fucking sitting in the sun for weeks." she declared.

"I'm done." she concluded, befor turning her back on everyone and leaving. Altera just stood there, speechless.