Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170617000931/@comment-24701913-20170619123608

Stormshield sat a distance away from the group, his arm around Ibrahim's shoulder as the shorter man sat beside him. It was clear today's events had shaken Ibrahim.

"I knew Hackdirt was going to be trouble." Ibrahim said, "But to think they'd summon a god. Where on Nirn would they even aquire the knowledge for that? They could've hardly had the time to learn it from an outside source, what with being isolationists and all."

"The answer would undoubtably lie with the god in question." Stormshield said, "An answer we should seek."

"Storm, you do realise you're suggesting we fight an actual, real life god, yeah? He can kill people just by thinking about it."

"I think it will be possible with what we've got here." Storm said, "A prince and a princess, even 'exiled', can still hold a lot of influence. We would need nothing short of an army to take on a god and an army could be easily won, if they play their cards right."

"And what about me?"

"You are a wild card, Ibrahim. Until we know for sure that your identity being public would be beneficial, you must keep it to yourself."

Ibrahim said nothing more, deciding to instead close his eyes and lean againt Storm. Any rest would be appreciated, as Ibrahim knew he'd be lacking sleep tonight.