Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29458028-20150315072056/@comment-29458028-20150315154714

(Roller, I didn't accept you yet. Can you be more patient? >:(. First warning. While I might accept this time, another time, it is a kick. Also, )

The Pale blade lay on the rack. It was a little dusty, but the weapon was still in working condition. The blade was silvery bright, made of polished nordic steel, with a keen Stalhrim edge.

A cold aura seemed to seize the chamber.

"What do you want, mere mortal?" replied Mephala, drawing Maximus' mind into a dark dimension. He was floating in a seemingly infinite void

"Perhaps you seek a break-up of a couple you hate, or perhaps false love? Remember, for any grant, you must pay..." hissed Mephala, not appearing at all.