Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20151216005727/@comment-29559990-20151220181802

"I dunno... last thing I remember was that Argonian and his gang."

"Do you speak of the Merged?" A voice asked, a familiar one that belonged to a particular Argonian.

Vordel immediately ceased communication, glancing warrily down the narrow hallway. From there, he saw the Argonian making his way down with a torch in one hand and a golden staff in the other.

"Where are we?" Vordel asked him.

"Patience, Dark Elf," Tozein replied. "Tozein promises that everything will be better soon..."