Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20170804144241/@comment-17114085-20170805160027

Ortis grunted from the pain in his legs. A soon as he was visible he was seen glowing.

Kyrnil had seen this glow before, when he saw his mother's avatar all those years ago in Whiterun. ''It's like that time in Solitude, Ortis is holding nothing back. No, he is not Ortis like this...he is the God Orkey.''

The roots that touched him wrinkled into nothing but dust and he was freed. "You saw through my trick, impressive for a mortal. Only Ysgramor ever did the same."

He inhailed and exhailed, the wounds on his legs closing as they healed from the absorbed lifeforce from the plants. "The Son of Kyne is right, you sound just like that Demiprince that wrecked havok in Skyrim years ago. Skyrim has suffered enough from blind rage from children with a god complex. Maybe it is time you face an actual God."