Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20151005194811/@comment-24736819-20151009022458

"So...", Max started as they rode through the road.

"So...", Carden repeated.

"Not so much of a weakling after all, are we?", the imperial chuckled, amused by what he had seen.

"Yeah, you can say that again...Yet, I'm still struggling to see how can a son of Sheogorath, I presume, and a son of Jyggalag can be brothers. Those two aren't exactly...friendly towards each other.", the bard tried to get something else from Max before Destro returned to the land of the living.

"Well, it is hard to explain and I don't think Des would like me to tell you, so...", the well-dressed man cleared his throat, "A long time ago..."

He proceeded to tell Carden about their story and how the brothers managed to balance themselves since their youth. He told the bard what a mistake it was to send the older brother away and how his mind deteriorated in that time.

It was quite unbeliavable that someone with such eloquence could be the same person of the story, but Carden knew very well how that could be possible. He listened to the madman's tale and its details as it was something to be written and sung about later.

They finally reached Bruma and separated, Carden was to rent rooms at the Inn while Max left the horses at the stable and woke his brother up.