Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25588187-20150524231736/@comment-18750685-20150719232922

Saren dispelled his wards and sprinted forward, every muscle and sweat broke invested in his tempo. The situation would offer no second chance, he knew. Depite his age, Vath could run faster than most adults who wore bonemold armour.

''One last sacrifice, Vath? Have you not learnt from your comrades?''

Valrin Sero jumped with such power that the gem was propelled forth and down the floor along with him. The cold, dusty stone stuck the aging dunmer's skull sharply.

Looking to open your skull, moth-serjo?