Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20170720113953/@comment-19164168-20170807120901

Harold Burned-Mane wrote: (@Zoor: Mera is a steward, not a fighter :P

@Bee: why no love for Hulgarth? He's always left hanging.)

"Let's just get this over with, I don't want to fail Ursine like I have Jarl Korir." Rigmor said. He patted Garm on the head and gestured for the wolf to stay with Erich.

He went over to Altera, "I'll follow your lead then."

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"Ah, you must mean young Rigmor. Yes, he is here. He's right over there with Master Drevis and his companions." Faralda gestured over to the courtyard of the school where Rigmor, Erich, Altera and Drevis was talking. (Sorry q.q I keep forgetting for some reason ;( Altho his arsenal of swords reminds me of two chars; Gilgamesh of Fate and a OP-but-bimbo girl named Aiofe XD)

Bryn felt like she got smashed in the head by a warhammer from what Hulgarth said. Although the Breton hated beast races and elves, she wouldn't be alive today if it weren't for Jo'Khar saving her from the headsman's block. It made her face away from the latter and cover her face due to how she felt like crying now.

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"Prepare yourself now. Like I said, your first Dimensional Recall can be... unsettling." Altera said, before taking hold of Rigmor's hands. She and the Skald turned ethereal before vanishing from sight...

...

...The two arrived at what looked like a city of... Ayleid design. They ended up near a wayshrine.

When the local guards saw Altera, they wanted to greet her warmly. But when they saw the Skald, all of them took up their arms and prepared to attack if any of the two tried anything.

"You have some nerve bringing an outsider here, Altera. Give us a reason why we shouldn't throw you and that degenerate straight to the cells for execution. Now." one of the guards said. He was a male Sorcerer, but trained to kill anyone, including his own kin.

"Please, Renard! Lower your weapons and let us speak! The High Templars always seeks new students, right?! If so, let my friend here speak!" Altera pleaded.

"...Very well. But if it so much a tries anything, we will have both your heads on a silver plate." Renard Dragon-Heart warned, before sheathing his sword and holstering his shield at his back.

"Speak, Nord." he addressed Rigmor.