Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20161209153206/@comment-7262318-20161210113629

Kyrnil and Ambroise's conversation were cut off by the sound of something shrieking and coming straight towards them. If they looked, they would see 3 attronachs of fire hurtling straight towards them, like arrows let loose from the bow.

"BEGONE!" One of them cried, before all 3 let loose a volley of fireballs.

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Glut looked around the Longhouse with Greed. "If I were a failed ruler, where would I be..." He muttered, thinking...

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JJust down the road, the local inn was a frenzy of scared patrons. Everyone was running to and fro, all trying to collect their things and get out of Riverwood as soon as possible.

Except for one. He sat quietly at a table by himself, inspecting one his blood-caked fingernails. "He's here..." The figure muttered. "Good."