Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20141102124827/@comment-29458028-20141104072414

(Back to Illyana)

"Oooo, a person who is self assured. I am impressed. Perhaps you care to know my lover is also an expert swordsman and his spells can cut anything, even daedric armor? Or maybe you already know and you are already pissing in your pants?" said Illyana, still not feeling any fear.

"Your drake is nothing, really. Magic resistance doesn't really save you if the magic is too powerful."

Vauban was flying over Skyrim, trying to trace Illyana's signature. It wasn't going to well for her.

"Well, I have nothing tor you to do, seeing we have no cosmic threats for the moment, besides by bitch sister who is not in Skyrim, most probably" said Raydin, who was still writing. He looked up and said "well, maybe you can help Master Vauban locate his girl, though, he's kinda shorthanded."