Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24736819-20141208164428/@comment-17114085-20150114114234

Zoordovahsil wrote: (Cool, Harry. It's approved.)

"Nothing, sweetie.", the altmer smiled and resumed her climb upstairs. The Troopers didn't noticed and she was thankful for that.

Once they reached the second floor, she directed herself to her room and entered, leaving it open.

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Jean Deux smiled.

"Now, my apprentice. There is a horse waiting for you.", he said. They heard knocking on the door.

"Sir, it's an urgent matter.", it was the familiar voice of one of his Captains and Jean already knew what it was about. He nodded to Elen and started heading out.

"I'd wish you luck...but luck is for the weak.", he said. (Thanks, I took inspiration from many different characters in the Stars Wars universe.)

Alof followed her, though a bit hesitantly. He was unsure what she would try to do, and without his Greatsword he felt a bit naked. He entered the room shortly after her and closed the door behind him.

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The silence of the dungeon under Wayrest only made 95 more nervous, as he could fell the presence of the guards just outside. He focused on that, as he had nothing else to do, and could tell that there were two of them. What in Oblivion is this? he questioned himself. He had never felt anything like this before, and it all started back in Hammerfell where his unit was hunting one of the Jun.