Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20141021223709/@comment-29458028-20141025025152

NOTATHALMORSPY wrote: Just as the captain left the fort towards Dawnstar, Leimik heard the sound of atronachs being conjured in the courtyard. He had heard that these were dangerous times to be in Skyrim, but even he hadn't anticipated he would be forced to fight this early. He would, however, try his luck in negotiation.

He walked to his window, but kept behind the wall to avoid any fire, "Please, we mean no harm, we're just travlers, and we'll give you what you want if you just leave now." "Weak mortal. I won't hurt you of you come face to face with me. Are you really that afraid and gutless of an 18 year old girl?" shouted Sylarys, her voice saccharine sweet, not sounding older than 18. She waved her hands again and dispelled the atronachs.

"I am not here seeking supplies or money. I need more legitimate forces other than daedra. Perhaps you can help me shatter Skyrim into a million tiny pieces, till the Thalmor sweep in" said Sylarys. She continued "maybe you don't know it, but I sense that there is a sick individual here, afflicted with illnesses common magic cannot treat. If you help me, I can help you."

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Raydin internalized all the practices of the Shadow Watch after a short learning time, impressing his two tutors. Quetzalcoatl clapped him on the back and said "choose a name and a weapon."

"Call me the Shadow Reaper. Make me a battleaxe. Not any common axe, but one suited for taking lives, with an edge of silver."

"We usually use swords, spears and staves. A huge, two handed axe?"

"Do you not see the two swords strapped on my back?"

"Oh. Your axe will be ready in time. Soon, you will have to lead us. I trust your mother taught you well in Coldharbor?"

"I am not sure, but she said I was a lot less cold and much more civil than my father."