Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150121033507/@comment-5543592-20150124181240

"So it's settled.  We head for Volkihar and kill the vampires.  I'll inform the helmsman."

Tomas to the upper deck and was suprised at who he say at the helm.

"Jean?"

The former Battlemage trainer shot him a toothy smile. "Hey, Tomas."

"What are you doing her?"

Jean look away, his expression somber. "After you died, Tomas, they wanted everything you dug up, gone.  They pinned the attack entirely on Hummel, which was incrediably easy since he was dead.  For most people the Conscious is a myth, something Hummel made up to scare the Empire.  I doubt the brass if even taking the Dwemer seriously anymore.  To them, you were all a bunch of kids who had the bad to stir up trouble.  The only choice was to join the Remnants.  They're actually doing something."

Tomas nodded, looking out over the ship from the bridge.

"What's her name?"

"Who?"

Tomas gestured to the ship with a wave of his arm.

"Oh.  I guess she needs a name, right?"

Tames stuck his hands into the space between his armor plates. "I guess she does."

A few minutes later, on the starboard bow of the ship's name was engrave: The Eyrie.