Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160529172721/@comment-27025277-20160715181019

"You speak as if you've gone mad, but I see no one else. I have to trust you. I know nothing of this undeath or immortality you speak of unless you mean vampires. I remember it was Frost fall third year of the fourth era. Where am I?"Benyamin stated.

His head was spinning with so many questions. The last thing he remembered was the battle. He was in a sword fight with Sarken himself. Then this? Nothing made sense right now.