Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-28667390-20161220050036/@comment-28667390-20170125003311

Bruma, Cyrodiil

"How are the men healing?" Ylgar asked the priestess of Kyne.

"They're doing well for most of their conditions, lord." She said, "A good part of them died from infection, but those who didn't are making good recovery."

"And the prisoner, Brevid, how is he?" Questioned Ylgar.

"He can hardly stand, is as pale as the snow, and mutters incoherently half of the time. Do you need to see him, m'lord?"

"Aye, I have questions to ask him."

"You'll find him under the keep, in the dungeons, first cell."

"Alright, thanks." Ylgar replied, walking to the dungeons."



"Unlock the cell." Ylgar commanded the guard, who quickly did so. Ylgar walked into the cell, holding a piece of parchment in one hand and an inkwell and quill in the other. "Alright,here's how this will work: I'll ask you questions and you'll answer them, got it?"