Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20180903164912/@comment-7262318-20180915201008

"Okay, please make sure you're all standing back at a reasonable distance," Dalacon said, putting the papers up to his face. "Might want to have your weapons ready, as well."

"This is a terrible idea," HAfnir murmured.

"Okay.... let's begin..." Dalacon said. He began reading the notes word for word, uttering them in the Daedric tongue. There was some moments where he struggled with the translation from the written letters to the spoken tongue, but it didn't have any effect on the ritual. At the center of the courtyard, the dirt and pebbles began to swirl and glow with a orange light. Daedric runes appeared on the ground and glowed brightly, almost blindingly so.

When Dalacon finished reading the papers aloud, a portal opened up and outcame a voice that was perhaps less threatening then they thought it would be. Though it was still dry and scratchy, whoever was speaking seemed relaxed.

"''Ah, glad you finally decided to talk again. I was worried you.... wait a minute, who's this?" ''The voice asked. "You're not Kaelmun..."