Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20150415205542/@comment-25038310-20150830144926

Emperor Maximus wrote: (Bump. Alador?) ((Sorry. Was staying at someone's place, but I'm back home now. Might not be too active the coming days/weeks.))

"Good riddance. Let's press on." Sander said, holding his saw cleaver in its extended form. As the two continued, the scenery slightly changed. Dwemer steam pipes started appearing on the ceiling, some conjoined from other holes in the small and narrow tunnel, mainly from the west and east.

Eventually the pipes dissapeared when they ended up in some kind of complicated piece of steam machinery at the end of the obscure  crypt, and the one who held a hand on the lever was none other than Axel Leclaire himself, heavily breathing as he chuckled at the two. The crypt was filled with the corpses of all of the dozens of commoners which were abducted, and that had been slaughtered at the spot. Blood was dripping from the corner's of Axel's mouth, and his entire attire was soaked in the red liquid. They looked mangled, as various bones in their bodies were out of place - probably failed experiments.

His eyes, instead of blue, they were a sickly amber/orange, as is common for a vampire. He did not have enough magicka to keep up the illusions.

"Eh heh.. don't you.. take any .. step closer now, you two. A pull of this lever and your damn city's done for... hue hue." He said, his lips curling into a sadistic grin.

"Tss.. so close, yet so far.. You can't stop this. Guetierre.. he thinks that what he's doing is the best for all of Tamriel! What a joke! No.. no no no. You see, this is the best. My experiments wil change the very future and they will prosper into a new age! Beaufort. Hunter. Guetierre. You.. all thinking I was Guetierre's servant. Hue hue hue! What a JOKE, isn't it!?"