Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150905141843/@comment-24736819-20150907160127

The two brothers were approaching the Pale Pass and Maximus was starting to get bored.

"So, let's play a game. You didn't answered me earlier... How do you make One disappear?", the older Fortunnato broke the silence.

"I'm not falling on one of your tricks, Max.", Des replied, looking around. It was rumoured that a tribr of Ogres inhabited the place now and the last thing he needed was fighting gigantic halfwits with a taste for human blood.

"C'mooooon, Des. This is one boring trip, I don't even know what we are going to do in Skyrim...Can you at least tell me that?", Max mimicked the voice of a child and smiled afterwards.

"Well, not that it concerns you but there is something going on in that province. Something that rattles the pilars of order and something that I plan to stop.", Destro knew a bit more than he shared, but his brother didn't needed to know it as well.

This foolish wars and misunderstandings were quite annoying to the son of Jyggalag as he attempted to fulfill his role in the most peaceful way he could, but those things tested his control.

"Hum.", Max let out, "So, finally something fun? Intrigues, powerful people and all that kind of stuff? Interesting."

Suddenly the horses started to act strange.

"Well, shit...", Destro let out, scanning the area around them.

"Some training before the real deal?", Maximus said, hopping out of the horse's back and grabbing his cane.