Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20141107052724/@comment-25101508-20141108140707

Karonor Pinewood wrote: "Surely your previous teacher has told you how to paralyze others with Blood Magic. I can teach you how to stop someone's heart instantly using a stronger version of that spell." An ash spawn walked into the room holding a platter with two Glasses of Sujamma. Adawulf offered one to Shiera. "Taste it, you'll love it."

Shiera put the glass up to her face as if she was drinking it, but she actually wasn't.

"Yes, Dae-I mean... My teacher did teach me this spell. I'm ready to learn."

Eriksson was walking down the halls of the Imperial Palace in anger. He went of to his son's room and opened the door.

"Cnaeus, I forbid you from taking part in any tourneys until dirt and ash can talk! Also, you're staying here in the Imperial City longer than expected."

Before Cnaeus could respond, Eriksson slammed the door and walked to his room.

"Guards, order me several bottles of Surilie Brothers Wine, an assortment of fruits from various nations and as many prostitutes as you can order with the remaining Septims. I need to relieve stress."

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Daerch looked at the specimen, a Bosmer who has been hunting in the forests of Falkreath Hold for over thirty years.

"Ah, very interesting. A muscular build, nice teeth, good eyes, stupid face but that's typical of most Mer," the crazed Reachman said.

The Bosmer struggled to break free from his chains.

"Tell me, woodland creature. Does your kind despise Men just as I despise everyone?"

The Bosmer said nothing.

"You don't hate Men? You simply wanted to settle down in a tolerant area with little Thalmor persecution. Well, you should have went to Hammerfell," Daerch said, as if he knew the answer.

The Bosmer tried to speak under the rags covering his mouth.

"Oh, that's terrible. Both your wife and child raped by Orcs."

The Bosmer shook his head, notifying Daerch that what he said was completely wrong.

"Oh, and you were a member of the Dominion army? Interesting. Well, I hate the Dominion and I hate you. Goodbye."

The Bosmer's skin began to become pale as blood left his mouth.