Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20150203191459/@comment-5824038-20150316165032

(Haha! I do love a bit of OOCing. And as you know Data, fast-moving RPs aren't exactly perfect for me, so if I seem oblivious to a really important event that happened in One Sword then it's because I'm only bothering to read the things that apply to me and the Dawnguard.)

A voice faintly spoke to both Sander and Meledran.

It is I, Marya. It is taking more concentration than I htought possible to reach you two from so far away - not helped by the fact that neither of you are asleep, or spirit walkers - so I may not be able to get the whole message across. Francois has showed me another vision. I will try to let you see it, but this may not work correctly...

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The young Breton commander entered his tent, and his children ran up to him and hugged him.

'''Daddy!' they both screamed in delight. 'We're so glad that you have returned. The soldiers were ebing mean, and said that we couldn't come and see you.'''

''Francois smiled, and tousled their hair. 'You know that you can't come and see me. When I'm discussing important things with General Kamodus, nobody is allowed to attend. And as to the soldiers, well, they're only doing their duty.'''

''The enxt few hours flashed by, and showed the Breton eating his dinner and going to bed. In the morning he rose early, and went out to his men. The attack on the Thalmor fort was beginning, and he had to be present.''

Even the attack on the fort seemed to have been regarded as unimportant, and it was over in a few seconds of intense bloodshed.

''Jean Francois returned to the camp covered in mud and blood, a smile on his face as he reported the troops' victory to Kamodus. The old Imperial, however, seemed grim and distant.''

'What's wrong?' Francois asked.

'''Jean, I... there's no easy way to say this... but in your absence something happened.'''

''Jean's expression turned from happiness to anxiousness. 'What do you mean? What happened?'''

'''The Thalmor must have known where your tent was. They tried to poison you by slipping something into your water barrel eariler in the day, but nobody saw them do it.'''

'''And how do you know this if no-one saw?' Francois asked in anger. Then it dawned on him. 'Vivien...' he whispered in horror, and ran as fast as he could to his tent. Kamodus did nothing to stop him, he just let him go.''

''The next image that they could see was Francois kneeling on the ground, the bodies of his wife and two children lying in his lap. He was looking up at the sky, tears streaming down his cheeks, a silent scream of anguish apparent on his lips.''

''Then there was nothing but blackness for a few moments, until - what seemed like several years later, judging by his appearance - they saw Francois sitting at a desk in a study. A thick book lay open before him, and it seemed to be some kind of alchemy guide. He was looking at the details of a particular poison, but the words on the page were blurred to Meledran's and Sander's view. Only one passage could be read clearly.''

'Like almost all poisons, those afflicted with Porphyric Hemophilia are unaffected by it.'

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Meledran fell to the floor, his vision slowly returning, gasping deeply. 'That was... what... what was that...'