Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-2165692-20190421164848/@comment-2165692-20190507141947

As the flames were extinguished Tarkeno's body came into sight, at least partially, at some point he had managed to use his gas ability, his hands reformed and he clapped slowly "Time flies when you're having fun, 10 seconds went by in the blink of an eye" he said as the rest of his body began to take shape and he reformed completely, he had a few burns and bruises from the battle, but nothing serious. "In a few years time you may be able to beat me, there's great chemistry between you two..." he brushed dust off his robes, "Is it my turn now? Or would you rather want to give up?"

Kyrenir stared "No way, he's still standing." she said

There was a single Forsworn Briarheart inside, he seemed to be making potions, he had already created a vast assortment of every potion known to mankind, health, stamina, magicka, various resistance potions, cure poison, cure disease and fortification, they were strewn about the table, a large sack nearby was filled with deadly poisons, from the ingredients in the room they were most likely crafted from some kind of mixture, of Nightshade, Nirnroot and Deathbell. Possibly also Imp Stool as it was also present.