Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32663439-20150404064321/@comment-29458028-20150408091023

"Wolfram Farseer, talented Dwemer scientist and electromancer, I presume" said Raytheon.

"How do you know my name? Who are you?" replied the man. He was wearing golden robes made of dwemeri metal. He looked about fifty, with a pair of clear grey eyes.

"I mean no harm. A contractor told me to come here for a "package" that I was supposed to collect and deliver to Windhelm" answered Raytheon, switching to Falmeris "what is the package, really? I know as a dwarven scholar, you know the language of their foes, to see them from all angles."

Wolfram Farseer scratched his temple and replied in stacatto, broken Falmeris "they want my daughter ... she's the package. It's my insane ex-wife that wants her, to engineer more human - automaton hybrids ... I have to protect her, even if I die."

"Glorious, just brilliant" said Raytheon as he switched back to Tamrielic "why does your ex wife want with automatons?"

"She seeks the resurrection of an ancient evil. A vile man who tainted the world with his darkness and corruption. She wants to make him a mechanical body as his head still lives, but his body cannot work" replied the scientist.

"Why is your daughter involved?" asked Raytheon in Falmeris.

"She's the first human to be integrated with an automaton..." replied the man.

"Holy fuck. This just took a turn for 100% fucked up" said Raytheon aloud.