Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20150415205542/@comment-5824038-20150826135731

(As far as I am aware, this RP was not based on World of Ruin. I'm not certain, because I didn't actuall begin this canon, but everything I have done with it has been completely independednt of WoR. Unfortunately, we are nearing the end of this chapter, it would be very difficult to join in now, and also Dwemer are not allowed. They disappeared. If you like the sound of the canon, then check out the hub for it, and you can read the timeline and chapter 1 summary. If you would like to take part in a future AoI, let me know, and I'll talkpage you when the next one is up.)

'Yeah, okay, let's go round the other wing then.' Meledran and Sander quietly walked through the house, back the way they came, and to the main hall.

'Alright,' the Bosmer whispered, 'Where do you suppose the other entrance is? Assuming that there actually is another entrance.'

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'Turn out your cultists, or we will be forced to attack your village in order to find them.' Marcus stood tall amongst the village elders, the black cross emblaoned on his tunic showing everybody that he was the Grand Master of the Order of the Knights of Azura. 'We do not wish to harm you, but there are practitioners of the black arts in your village. They are an affront to the Lady Azura, and if you do not hand them over to us we will take them by force.'

He had the rest of the warrior monks behind him. The village was in no state to repel them.

One of the village elders looked down, crestfallen at what he was doing. 'O.. Okay... I will show you where they live...'

The others stared at him in anger and shock. 'You can't do this!' one hissed. 'Without them, we are nothing!' blurted out another.

Marcus turned round. 'Nobody should be dependent upon the black arts. Learn to live without your heretical ways, and you shall find peace in your hearts.'