Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20170123160700/@comment-17114085-20170308111426

"Well not in the traditional sense." Ortis said. "My body can die, but this is just a form I took to be able to appear on Mundus. Though to me that is not true death." ''Though if this body dies...I won't be able to make another one. I don't have enough power left to do that. This Ortis is my last chance to get my powers back.''

Kyrnil winced from the burns as he moved around and decided to use the water at the coast to wash his burns. It wouldn't heal them but it would alleviate the pain for a bit. "Right." He said over his shoulder. "You lot weren't there during the battle. Turns out the Nord there is the avatar of Orkey the Trickster. He is a god."

Ortis nodded. "The one and only."

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"I've drafted you, Panmoneius. You work for me now wether you like it or not. If you try to disobey me I will destroy you." Wrath stated. "I will be fighting the Half-Gods and you will too."

"Metilius, we can all just go to Morthal together. We will fight the Half-Gods there." The Dunmer suggested. He wanted to defuse the situation, so they didn't all die there.

Wrath shot a fireball at the Dunmer, but Lust was able to avoid it by turning into mist. "Don't call me that! Metilius is dead! He died the day his mother did! I am the embodiment of Wrath, the destroyer of this broken world!"