Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24530992-20140816182744/@comment-24736819-20140820230833

"You see, I have a vision. A world that we wouldn’t need to hide or bow to the will of our fatherly gods. No Molag Bal. No Sithis. No Akatosh. And more importantly, no Peryite. We would be the gods, free to do what we desire. Perfection, it is the right definition of that World... Unfortunately, people like your brother and those other halfbloods have a hard time understanding this. They are blind to the cause, because they are egoistic, self-centered and powerblinded. They are no better than Molag himself... Don't take my word? Ask Tara here what happened when I went to talk to them for the first time and even with that who managed to take them safely to Couldharbor so they could save their friend's soul. Ask Mara there who helped her, once you were attacked by those daedra at Mournhold. Who told her you were still alive, so she wouldn’t lose hope. And ask yourself who sent you the message so you could once again reunite with your loved one. Once you have answeres those questions, then you can answer mine: who really is the bad guys in this story?", Pan managed not to cough, his speech was flawless and all was true.

The green gas that hovered inches above the ground would make sure that Sidion kept knocked out and didn't ruined Pan's vision.