Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20160913141844/@comment-24510587-20161028191103

(Vehrim: ain't gonna tell you.

Edwyn: stuck under rubble.)

"I would stop him if I could," Mahlar said. "But Vehrim has become too powerful for me to handle alone.

"Come on. We have no time to waste."

The divine being put his helmet back on and set a fast pace in the direction of Arenthia.

"Yes, sir, they seem to be headed back to Arenthia now," a Bosmer soldier, clad in black and gold, reported. He had just climbed off the ridge he was previously stationed upon, overlooking the main road out of the city.

"And that creature is moving in the direction of Anvil?" His superior, an Altmer, answered, stroking his ash blonde goatee.

"On its current course, it appears to be that way, sir."

"Very well. We shall return to camp at once. General Voriel will want to hear about this."

The Bosmer saluted and left. The officer waited a moment, adjusted the silver and iron eagle crest that held his golden cloak on his shoulders, and followed after the Bosmer.