Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150525042832/@comment-29461586-20150525093354

Lythe nodded. She then had an idea. She wanted it first before anything else. She suddenly grabbed Azur and began to run for someplace private.

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The assassin quickly threw itself away from Seth. It's cloak badly damaged, there was no point wearing it now despite the spell resistance it offered.

it threw away it's cloak and used a unique blade emnating darkness instead of light. It looked very familiar, except her skin was incredibly pale, and her neck was shackled with some sort of leather choker with Daedric inscriptions.

If one looked carefully, the number 001 can be seen in the choker, provided that one was at melee distance, that is.