Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20141107052724/@comment-29458028-20141108120823

Sylarys was surprised. So surprised her clothes almost dissipated, but they didn't. The massive miasma that began to form dissipated and she said "why? Why have you come to disrupt me? Molag commands me to drink the souls of the Altmer to bolster my magical power."

"Please, I hate to say this, but you have to leave. It's not safe!" said Sylarys, her voice pleading. Her eyes were pure sadness.