Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20180812191009/@comment-7262318-20180830032627

"It's you that can't see reason. I know he's starting a rebellion. A riot.... but do you truly think he has any plan for you? Do you really think that once the chaos begins, he's going to keep to his word?"

The Nightingale knelt down on the side of the roof again. "Do you even know how the Thalmor got him here in the first place? Do you think that this monster, a man who has eluded every guard and sentry for the past year, carving a path of destruction across Tamriel, was magically caught one night by the glorious Thalmor government?"

"A month ago, he attacked a theatre and slaughtered 30 Altmer nobles (See Nightloom: The Arrangement). Then, the next night, he notifies the guards where he is, and surrenders... no fight, no theatrics... just surrenders. And then they dragged him here to suffer for all his days."

He shook his head. "He's exactly where he wants to be, Motriel... I want to know why he wanted to be here. And I don't think it was to rescue any of you..."