Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150212105049/@comment-32420582-20150213032241

Robin got annoyed at them then summoned a herd of sheep which charged at them, Robin just continued hitting the small dragon away.

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Xad dragged the Argonian into Helgen and headed to where Tusks was residing who gave Xad his pay, Xad left right away and watched as a herd of sheep charged at a group of people.

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Inigo entered into Solitude then headed for his mother and fathers home right away, he went up to the door and opened it, he was surprised it was unlocked he then entered, and examined the home carefully. Instantly the smell of death hit him, his heart stopped for five seconds at the smell.

He walked slowly to the source of the smell, he found the dead bodies of his mother and father. Inigo froze, he couldn't move at all, his heart began beating quickly, he looked at the wounds inflicted on their body, they were exactly like the wounds he had in his dream.

Inigo slowly dropped to his knees, he continued to stare at the bodies with wide eyes, he wasn't aware of anything aside from the two corpses lying before him, he didn't notice the sword his father always wielded lying before him. When he did he slowly reached forward and grabbed the blade, the blade's enchantments sprung to life, frost circled around the blade and lightning flew outward then inward causing the frost and lighting to disappear and bright blue flames to appear. Inigo watched as his other sword was thrown from him by an unknown force and the sheathe for the sword he held appeared.

Inigo slowly rised and put the blade in it's sheathe, the flames died off instantly, the blade hummed quietly and it seemed to be echoing Inigo's name. Soon clapping behind Inigo could be heard, before he could react two fangs were sunk into his neck and blood was drained from him. Inigo fought back and broke the hold, but the vampire began draining his lifeforce with a spell, he unsheathed his new sword and dashed forward and cleaved the unholy beast of the night into two.

He felt weak from being drained of blood and lifeforce, and the infection of the beast of the night raged through his veins, soon Inigo fell to the ground entering a miniture coma because of the infection, his skin rapidly turned white-ish gray making him look like he was dead, his mark faintly glew red then stopped glowly. His breathing slowed. He was on the lines between life and death.