Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20161209153206/@comment-25073873-20161215154434

"Huh. I guess I made my point. But you all fail to see that preperation and strategy is the way to win a battle, not guts and bravado. I'll be watching all the same, for these daedric aligned people ... are more interesting things to fight than you bunch of hero wannabes. I rather be a victorious coward than a hero that loses the war to his pride" laughed Evelyn from her tree. She had rested enough to have her stamina back.

"You'll know what I mean when you arrive there and watch helplessly when that Son of Dagon slaughters all before your eyes. Unless miraculously, luck favors you. Knowing how it works, maybe you all might stand that chance. Especially you, Son of Kyne. There's always someone above watching out for you, trust me, and I don't mean your mother."

Evelyn gave a wink, then yawned and decided to take a nap on the tree.