Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20141006193518/@comment-5583506-20141114121108

Gastas appeared behind her. "Mistress? I didn't know you were home?"

"Well, I am", sighed Valkyrie and looked around inside the room.

"You should not come here, mistress", lamented the Dunmer. "It is not good for you."

"I know... but I feel that I owe it to them."

"You owe them nothing, mistress. Your own family tried to have you killed."

Valkyrie walked up to the sarcophagus belonging to her little sister and carefully stroke the lid. "Tradition... You seem to forget, Gastas, that if I had not done what I did, you wouldn't even be serving me today. You would be serving... her..."

"Are you suggesting that it would make a difference as to whom I serve?"

She frowned. "No, I guess not."