Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20150203191459/@comment-25038310-20150308220245

Axel Leclaire licked his lips, and finished with a grin. He left the empty glass of Alto wine on the cupboard, as he looked at the small fire in the chimney while he sat on his comfy couch in the middle of the living room in his wealthy mansion.

He gathered his thoughts - he had found perfect substitutes - or 'black sheep' as he reffered to them - for his marvelous plans For the future. A simple spark of change that would change Daggerfall itself - and that, only at the cost of a few peasants and commoners.

He grinned at the fire, as his grin reached from ear to ear.

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Sander finished up the list of territories owned by Guetierre, and turned to the others as he grabbed a match. "I finished up.. but I believe we should first take care of those two allies of Guetierre's before we start with looking for him. It is very likely that his allies will do anything to stop us - or atleast, postpone the inevitable." He lit a cigarette as he threw the match out the window, and inhaled.

"We can't just go searching caves for loot and not pay any attention to the ones guarding it, now can we? These guys are thorns in our sides, and we'll be doing everyone on Nirn a favor by eliminating them.." he exhaled, as the usual smoky rings came out of his mouth and rose up in the air. He awaited a response.