Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20170106233106/@comment-7262318-20170108005901

Chutul would only find the mad ravings of Mythic Dawn agents. Pleadings for the pain to stop, incoherent plans, and some of it wasn't even legible.

"No, it's just funny," Goriyn said, looking around the place. "A place constructed to put down the Empire's enemies and their greatest threat in years. And in this same building, the seeds grow for it's end. As we speak, I am carefully assembling the apocalypse. The pieces are beginning to fall together."

 "Oh, gee. Like a few old scribbles and some ghosts are going to scare me," Dorian spat. "I bet you can just see me  shaking  in fear."

 "You should be," Goriyn shrugged. "But if you're not shaking now, I guarentee you'll be shaking soon. Or, you'll be in the ground and watching from Oblivion as I tear this place apart."

 "We're gonna stop you, Mortis," Dar'Zah said. "I hope you know that,"

 "Oh, my delusional Khajiit, I would love to see you try! Oh wait... you already did Try. And here you are."