Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25101508-20140710153417/@comment-25020300-20140713045810

Jyrskor was haunched over his enchanting table he had installed in his home-cave, Purewater Run, and was practicing a new enchantment which could turn victims undead after they were killed with it. His labratory was a small fenced-off area in the cave which was mostly flooded, with a leather tarp which served to keep dripping water out of his expiriment. He enjoyed the solitude of such a hard to reach place, although he did not live completly alone. He had a Nord assistant, Durn, who protected the cave from any sort of riff-raff, as well as two Argonians, Wades-In-Ice and Keema, who helped him with heavy lifting. He was nearing copletion when he heard the sound of footsteps at the enterance. His expirement had arrived.

The two Argonians brought in the casket filled with the man he had ordered, and they set it down and gave him the black soul gem so that he could begin his work. He removed the lid to reveal the mostly frozen Argonian who they had found near Windhelm, as well as the soul gem his soul was now in. Apperantly, he had been slain by some Khajit when he had tried to barge in on their meeting, but they did not know for sure why. Jyrskor looked over to his assistants and asked if they knew his name.

"Groz'al the Earthen is what we beleive, he was one of the escaped prisoners from Corcia Island" Keema said.

"Interesting..." Jyrskor looked over the body, "This is going to take a lot of work. See to it that you boil a large amount of water. I will begin the sifoning once he is unfrozen."