Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150828011841/@comment-5543592-20150831232040

"You failed me at the tower, Drake." The soft-voiced man said as he trailed his finger along the scythe's blade.

"I know, father." Drake replied, kneeling before his master, with his head bowed. His handsome Nordic features had been beaten up slightly when Dex had tossed him from the window, but he was otherwise unscathed. He had a knack for a avoiding death.

"You are afraid... don't be.  I still have need of you."

"Yes, anything, my lord."

"They will come for it.  The map.  I see they have gone to Dawnstar." It was factual, as if he had literally seen them. "Send our resident beast to follow them, and once they have the map, take it from them."

Drake was silent ,contimplating a whether he should speak. He eventualy l did."The map, my lord.  What is it?"

The scythe-wielder pursed his lips. "I do not know.  For it is hidden from me, and changes, with each incarnation.  I do not know it's appearance." He seemed to grow slightly impatient. "Now, do as I asked."

"At once." Drake said, before rising to his feet, bowing, and then backing out to carry out his duties.

"But does anyone have any thoughts on how to get into Blackreach.  And do any of you know what's down tehre?"