Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20141111164923/@comment-32663439-20141114072551

(Oh thanks for remining me. Time to get rid of Illy.)

Illyana's cell door opened. Two Forlen Guard walked in and picked her up, one on each side. They marched her out, and brought her to a remodeled dwemer elevator. A Forlen Guard operator pulled a lever. They all began to fall swiftly, but the Guards had their feet planted firmly into the floor of the elevator. They slowed to a halt. As soon as the elevator stopped, the two guards dragged Illyana off.

They were in a dark, circular chamber with some sort of large, daedric ritual sign. The guards put Illyana in the middle of the sign and stepped off. As soon as they were off, magickal chains burst from the walls, clinging to her arms, legs and neck. Vorwith stepped out of the shadows. "Hello Illyana. It's been a while. I thought that since I have no more need of you, I'd get rid of the threat." Vorwith knew the type of things she would say. She couldn't speak, though. The chain on her neck made even her breathing quite difficult. "I wont kill you. I know the power of even Vauban alone if he were to become enraged at me. Although I am strong, I couldn't kill him. You can't kill a Shadow Watch like that. No, I'd rather not make him mad. Instead, I've prepared a treat for you. This ritual that you will partake in now will allow me to completely obliterate certain memories." (Although the magickal influx of the ritual gets a little bigger when in use, it doesn't really stand out at all in an oculory/aedrome.) "I suppose you'll want to throw in your two septims, hmm? Your last words to me, that you wont remember saying?" The chain around her neck loosened enough to allow normal breathing, and speak.

Slagar looked at the contract approvingly. It had the signatures of Etaret and Ragnar. Legal proof was always good. "Well, I thank you, my lords. I'll inform my people immediately, and begin construction. You'll get weekly reports of construction progress. Good day, Jarl Etaret and Jarl Ragnar." Slagar looked to Qa'do. "Alright, we should be done here. Ready to go?"