Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160910175125/@comment-24736819-20161023194132

After the healers finished patching up the new bandages, they bowed and asked if Jakin required any further assist, which was promptly refused by the prince. The healers turned around and started leaving only to be called again.

"Wait a second, Master Healer.", Jakin said, "Your apprentices can leave, I want you to tell me about how my brother won the battle without fighting."

"Very well, my Prince.", the head of the healer turned around and stayed behind while his apprentices left. He immediately begun to explain the rumours all around Northpoint's army and how King Damian had arranged a meeting with the invasor to discuss the man's surrender and not his own.

"Thank you, Master Healer, you may leave.", Jakin replied, dismissively while hiding his true opinion about what he had just heard.

"Amazing. Your brother seems to have e knack for winning battles without fighting... Some would say that is an incredible feat, but you don't seem to agree, huh?", Lisbeth's voice almost spooked the Prince, since the new information he just received made him forget about the redhaired woman for a few moments.

"What do you speak of, woman?", Jakin angrily replied, flinching in pain as he went back to his bed.

"It is all over your face, Prince. You can't really fool me, you know?", the vampiress smirked and sat on the bed as well.

"So it seems... How on Nirn were you able to disappear before the healers entered and how did you even heard them before they entered?", the Prince bombed her with questions.

"Those are questions tobe answered another day, Prince. The real question is: What you'll be doing now?", Lisbeth smiled, showing her perfectly white teeth.

Dùlan finally stopped, bringing his men to a stop as well.

"We are far enough...", the Leader of the Prowlers said.

"What are our orders now, Dùlan? We failed to accomplish our task an...", one of the Prowlers started but immediately stopped as they all felt the presence.

"Keep going, Alucif, we are all dying to know what you will be doing next.", the deep, strong voice came as a surprise to all of the Prowlers. It was a voice they havent heard in decades, the voice of their former General.

"Ei-Eirearch? How? What?", Dùlan seemed to be the most surprised of them all.

"Cut the act, you venomous viper. I should slice you in two where you stand right now, but that would lead to your quick demise and I have no intentions to making it quick.", Eirearch removed his helmet, letting his dark, long hair flow free, "I look pretty healthy, don't I?"

Dùlan started to back away. He knew what happened, unlike his men, he knew what fate awaited him if Eirearch had been freed from his encarceration.

"Prowlers, listen to me, your only and true leader.", the elven Vampire begun and maliciously smiled seeing Dùlan backing away, "The first one to bring that false leader to my feet will be handsomely rewarded... Alive."

The Prowlers had no choice, they immediately turned towards the palest of them all only to see him disappearing into the vegetation of the forest.

"You can run, brother, but you simply cannot hide! Go back to our Weakling King and let him know that we'll come for my beloved!", Eirearch's laugh echoed throughout the woods, frightening the living things which inhabitated it.