Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20170701140145/@comment-17114085-20170803135210

Later that day, the men in Morthal set fourth from the city.

The guards were escorting the remaining citizens down to Whiterun Hold, while the Companions were heading north to Dawnstar. Kyrnil was leading the Half-Gods there as well, with the intent of catching the Werebeasts and the daughter of Hircine.

Morthal was more or less abandoned, give how it was too damaged to be properly defended from the Reachmen. Giving up the marshy land of Hjaalmarch was a small price that he was willing to pay, especially since the destroyed walls of Morthal would mean that the Reachmen would also not benefit from the city either should a battle take place there in the future.

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Along the way to Dawnstar, Ortis showed the Black Book to Ysabel. "Bel, do you know what this is?" He handed her the book.

She was riding next to him. "This...it's a Black Book, one of the many dark tomes of Hermaeus Mora. Where did you get this?" She handed it back to him, not wanting to touch it for too long.

"Bouros had it with him." Ortis replied. "I can feel the Daedric energy emanating from it."

"I ask that you be careful with it, love. Black Books are known to pull into Oblivion those fooled by their alure." Ysabel said.

"I feel that in this case something wants to get out, rather then pull me in." Ortis said. The thought of being sucked into Oblivion by the book worried him. What would it be like for a god to be sent there...will I even survive?