Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20151002174117/@comment-25418438-20151108124453

It had been several days since the Moth King stole Torbjorn's appearance in the streets of Shornhelm, in that time he had mostly kept to the shadows and evaded any contact with other people. His only incursion into the normality of the Breton city was when he visited a certain arcane emporium to aquire a soul gem filling war axe, curiously made with pure gold though that was a day prior and took an enormous amount of gold to complete secretly. The Moth King touched the silver war axe with each of his fingers as he waited for someone or something to exit a derelict house. This Altmer silver looks nice he reflected, much nicer than anything these Bretons can produce yet much more scarce.

 Several moments passed before an exhausted looking Breton wearing wolf armour exited the house. The Breton sniffed as the Moth King drew his axe.

"You can stop right there stranger, I can smell you from a mile away" the Breton called out.

The Moth King smiled "But Sir Beren don't you know, dead men can't smell anything"

Beren turned to face the Moth King and began to snarl his beast claws and fangs beginning to portrude "Well I ain't dead yet and that means you picked the wrong Knight to have a fight with friend".

"I don't think I did" The Moth King replied as he hurled his war axe straight into the chest of Sir Beren who fell with a thud.

"Silver!" Beren screamed out in agony.

"I want you to know that there is no shame in this death Sir Beren, you were a fine soldier and have served the House of Auld well, unfortunately I need your soul, something that is already owed to Oblivion. It is likely that I will aggrieve Hircine by taking his property but i'm sure i'll work something out with him." The Moth King approached the downed Knight and pushed his foot on the axe now embedded in Beren's chest. "Any last words Sir Beren Auld?"

"Just a final statement" Beren spluttered out as he swept the Moth King's leg out from under him and using his final bit of strength attempted to bite him.

"Oh no you don't" The Moth King uttered as he fended off Beren's bite with his left hand and using his right to drive the axe deep into the werewolf's heart, killing him instantly and capturing his beast soul in an awaiting black soul gem.