Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-2165692-20170518153821/@comment-2165692-20170713003600

"It's hard to guess that, but you know. Look around, the thalmor I see have been crushed, likely by rocks." she says, she looks at the blood splatters spread throughout the city and the river that neither ran with water or silver, it ran red with imperial blood. "Whoever you defeated, kept you occupied long enough for me to get here, and then, you were kept occupied my be for long enough for the Stormcloaks to take the city." a stormcloak came to the stairs, upon spotting shomane, he threw her the dismembered head of Ondolemar.

Nazrei kept lookng at her "You know, we will burn these thalmor bodies, if you escape. The thalmor will believe you to be dead and if you truly are threatened, then run back to your family..."she said, it was obvious from her tone. There was no longer any reason to fight.

Lysona watched the lake still, she looked at a bridge that went out to an island in the middle of the lake "Who would build a home out there?"

Within, there was a lever, an elevator to the tower of mzark.