Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20160907220147/@comment-5583506-20161203041609

"When was I supposed to have told you? Before we got our asses handed to us by Outsiders, or after Myrdana was raped by scum of the world?" wheezed Falana. "Besides, we had bigger issues to attend to. Like our own survival."

Evelyne was beginning to breathe heavier, her entire world spinning. It was as if a part of her denied this information, even though she knew that it was all true... probably... most likely... Though it was good news as it provided some hope for the sake of City-Dwellers and Outsiders alike, she found it to be too much of a responsibility. How was she going to handle this?

"I... I think I might be sick..." she panted. "I... I can't breathe. I can't breathe."

Ran'Jinro, overhearing Evelyne's rugged breath, approached her. "Eve, calm down. If this... is all true, then we need you. We need you more than ever. I know that most probably be a lot to take in at the moment, but I believe in you, girl. I have always believed in you. You are like the daughter I never had. And no matter how heavy this... this new bullshit burden is for you to bear, I will be there to help you carry it. Understand?"

Evelyne nodded as her breathing became more slow and steady. She held herself back from vomiting out of anxiety.

"Good", said the Khajiit as he touched her cheek. He then glanced over at Ja'Keil. "And how are you holding up, Jak? Your eyes don't... hurt... do they?"

The commander showed the group into a great hall where a long table had been prepared will all matter of exquisite food for the group to help themselves to.

"Holy Orc-balls!" exclaimed Swift-in-the-Sack. "This... is..." His eyes began to water as if the Argonian was about to cry, having not seen extravagant meals like this since... never before... He looked up to the commander as if expecting a signal from her, to which she only nodded in return. "Thank you, Gods..." blubbered the man as he sank down into a chair, and all of a sudden burst into tears, covering his face up with his hands as best as he could.

Beatrix simply snickered and patted Swift on the back. "Swift, my friend. Looks like we are home at last."

Myrdana looked around in the hall. Lit candles, silverware, banners hung up along the pillars. It was as if time itself had simply stopped in this part of the world, while the rest of Tamriel had suffered ultimate destruction.

"I don't care if there is a bill to pay after all of this", said Katri as she grabbed a nearby chicken. "I am eating this now."

Hildi sat down next to Jared, looking a bit displeased, not because of the food, but rather the company. These people were descendants of those who had experimented on her ancestors and turned them into freaks of nature. While these people had personally no part to play in those ideas, they still represented their values. And yet here she was, dining with them.