Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20141126032139/@comment-25101508-20141128162136

"Just as long as poor Falkreath doesn't have to suffer anymore, I will try to support this second Great War as much as I can," Alliser said.

"We haven't agreed on this with our superiors!" Flavius shouted at Alliser.

"Daerch would rip the skin off of a man who doesn't address him probably, I bet he's going to go alone and kill every Thalmor Justiciar in Alinor!" Alliser said.

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"Are you sure the mines aren't just torture dungeons where I would fuck Shiera Seastar regurlarly?!" Daerch laughed before teleporting out oft the force field and healing his leg.

"Face it, Vulcan, I won't die by your hand!" Daerch laughed.

"You know you're son, Syinter? He's rotting in a cell on an Imperial ship!"

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Rolph Spicer and Syinter Seastar were sailing to Blacklight as ash storms neared.

"Aye, kid, we may need to turn our ship around. The ash storms are heavy tonight!"