Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20150814172530/@comment-3293219-20150816084740

Agatha sustained the red portal, using all of her concentration to keep it stable, she twisted and turned her hands to form it's shape, creating a large monolith of dark energy.

"Everyone, g-get back!" She urged, pulling it forward, out of the portal and forcing it to take form. The large artefact began to amass more detail as it materialised before the group members, showing its grey, heavily scuffed stone structure, which was glowing due to the red energy resonating off of it.

By this point, the Breton's knees were giving way as she could feel herself weakening, due to the sheer amount of effort it took to bring this thing through and the toll it took on her will. She strained under it's figurative weight, eventually giving it one last pull, with an almighty heave.

The Artefact fully came through, causing the entire base to tremor and knocking Agatha down to the ground. The earth's rumble eventually calmed as the construct eventually fully materialised. As it did so, an incredibly pale and sickly man fell down beside it, landing with a heavy thud on the floor. The man was incredibly tall, most likely an Altmer, his appearance was quite frail and twisted, his eyes were purple and swollen and his hair was incredibly thin. He tried to pull himself up but simply collapsed again...

As the dust cleared, both Agatha and the tag along lay at the center of the room, both of them were exhausted from the summoning of the artefact.