Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20170503144252/@comment-5543592-20170515232548

As everyone mounted up, Szeth looked at Lambert in question.

"Go ahead." The Greybeard nodded. "And be quick."

The Bloodless turned, walked a few paces away, and then began to glow faintly with magicka. Clothing rippling, he drifted into the sky at a decent speed, as if the wind had suddenly decide to pick him up and carry him. He went upward until he began to vanish from sight, heading south.