Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-2165692-20180223214229/@comment-2165692-20180320151401

"If you by some miracle manage to kill his Herald, you will not be in his favor. If you were to restore his shrines that might work." Lia said "And before you ask. No, I do not know where you can find a Shrine."

Raqorith glanced at Enkaris with courage still in his abdomen "That won't work on me." as he shrugged off Vampire's bane. He was immune to sun damage, he clutched the blade of courage to hold it in place with all his might.

As Ellimar entered he could see a yellow gas flowing into the room. He could hear the banging of a smith and someone slashing at a combat dummy. There was also some chatter in the dining room. Fort Dawnguard was lively for the first time in centuries. Isran was in the Dining room, speaking with Celann. Agmaer was the one slashing at the Dummy and Gunmar was the one who was smithing, he was smithing some kind of armor, too large for a man, after it, he entered the pen with the armor. Equipping it to something.