Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20141027213346/@comment-32663439-20141029002919

Geistlig said "Here, let me see the brain intact." Geistlig examined the brain, first physically. "They've only acted like this when given moon sugar, you say? Although the brain looks mostly normal, you can see right here-" Geistlig pointed at a stretchmark on the underside of the brain "-they were put under some form of strain. Potentially narcotic, but possibly not." After examining it once more, Geistlig closed his eyes and placed one hand on each side of the brain. His veins began to glow, and magicka flowed through his veins. The brain began to glow a neon green. Suddenly, it stopped and Geistlig opened his eyes. "Through further divinations, using the information you gave me, I have discovered something. The Falmer did have a magical order in their heads. However, it's a riddle. This is obviously influenced by someone else. The Thalmor aren't skilled at all with riddles. It is a bunch of orders for capture targets. Here it is:

Find the one with who follows the moon overhead,

Find the ashen warrior who once was dead.

Find the Jarl of Witch's Bane,

Find the master of the Black Fang.

Find the Sea-Born nord with the forsworn knowledge,

Find the great mages of Winterhold College.

Find the emperor with doom on his heels,

Find the Skaalsman who to nobody kneels.