Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140103160432/@comment-12599067-20140106173111

Jack woke up later in the morning that day, the morning sun slipping through the window and forcing him to rise from his bed and get ready for the day. He yawned and stretched, then pulled on his clothes and armored tail coat. He got up and walked for the desk to pick up the Elder Scroll... only to find it wasn't there. He frowned and began searching the room for the Scroll, tearing through the room to find the Elder Scroll.

When he didn't find it, he rose and walked outside, looking around for the Scroll. He began turning over beds and cabinets, and even settled for tearing up floorboards. He tore through the safehouse, but still didn't find it. "Nahlgaaf... have you seen the Elder Scroll?" he asked, face ashen.