Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20140703190235/@comment-24123288-20140703210931

~Meanwhile, deep in the dungeons of Sentinel...~

A certain Dunmer pirate lord was shackled to the wall, grinning at the EEC members surrounding her.

"Well Well. The great Pirate Lord Eilonwyn. T'is a pleasure."

Eilonwyn just kept grinning, oddly leering at one of the EEC members. He was rather short and his bottom was rather fancy...

"I'm sure you are aware of the punishment for Piracy?"

Eilonwyn nodded enthusiastcally, counting down in her head.

Five...

"Death." The EEC said rather bluntly, drawing his sword.

Four...

"For the following crimes, you are being charged..."

Three...

"Thievery, Enslavement, Pollution, Murder, Pillaging, Misorderly Conduct, Disturbing the peace and the most desbicable of all..."

Her grin widened, as she winked.

Two...

"That...horrible...outfit!." The EEC member gagged, supressing a laugh. His sword was hovering over her neck. "Goodbye Hallison."

One...

A loud boom went off as a firestorm erupted around the room, her Breton at the epicentre. Eilonwyn laughed as the EEC member burned around the two of them. The fire died down, and the Breton approached his Dark Elf, drawing a key from his pocket.

"Boy, am I glad I got you those magic lessons when we were in Winterhold Queenie..." Eilonwyn chuckled, grcefully falling to the floor and patting the Bretons head. "C'mon. I miss my ship..."