Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191215223703/@comment-25828117-20191218022022

Lysilde did not take her eyes of the sight before them as she told her:

"This used to be Sanguine's shrine."

The marble effigy of the Daedric Prince of hedonism had been smashed, leaving a headless and slightly armless ruin. But far more gruesome were the naked bodies of men and woman that had been cut open and the skin peeled open and stretched out like sails or picnic blankets, a macabre display of how flexible human skin was. The heads were missing from their necks though it didn't take long before onlookers could see they were actually nestled deep within the entrails.

All six bodies were neatly placed around the statue with equal distance from each other and the effigy.

"If you say so." Pip said sadly. Looking at these people and their suffering made him feel sad. He hated that.

"There has to be something we can do?" He finally said after they had paced a good few of them. The train didn't seem like it was going to end. Pegolas was convinced it stretched all the way out to Skingrad now.