Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20150116141921/@comment-26245872-20150119164655

Syinter was meditating the entire battle, so he was not aware of the fight going on. When he regained his senses, he saw Father and the others.

"I never get to visit the family without somekind of enemy trying to kill my comrades."

Syinter unsheathed his two swords and threw them into the air, making a tear big enough for a person to come through.

When the swords fell back into his hands, the Tear began pouring out Pride Atronarchs until a girl wearing armor in the same style as Syinter came out as well.

She quickly began engaging in battle alongside Syinter.

"Glad you could join us, Viene. Lucky for us, this 'Father' is too weak to prevent tears in his own Daedric Plane."

Syinter said, slashing and dicing Necrophytes.