Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25286356-20131030211733/@comment-25286356-20131031024807

The Altmer lady chuckles and writes down a few things on her roll of paper. You can hear distant screams, but cannot tell from whom they come. She begins walking in circles around you, an evil smile on her lips. At the end of the first circle, she looks at the torture tools and grabs a hook. While gently stroking it, your interrogator claims:

´´''But of course I know. I am superior-breed mer, after all and not, well not some human who believes himself an equal. Tell me, though: how can a lowly Breton such as yourself befell so many of us?''``

A) ´´Atlmer are easy to defeat. I didn't even concentrate.`` (destruction, alteration, restoration)

B) ´´Divide and conquer. Altmer are easy to manipulate.`` (illusion, destruction, enchanting)

C) ´´I am quite... unorthodox, as you would say.`` (conjuration, illusion, restoration)