Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140206023248/@comment-12599067-20140209012202

(I'm not sure what kind of joke could be made out of that, but whatever.)

(Also, is Raelynn going to read the journal, or...?)

As Daithi crept through the ruin, he eventually made his way to a set of massive wooden gates, which were worn with age, and as such it was easy to push them open. A loud creak echoed through the ruins as he stepped inside the massive stone chamber, and found himself in a room full of iron sarcophagi. The bodies of a few Draugr were sprawled out on the stone floor, but most of the tombs were still shut, and it was hard to tell which ones contained the fallen and which ones did not. As such, Daithi made it a point to skirt around any graves that look as if they might burst open as he walked towards the opposite end of the room.

Makoru delved deeper and deeper into the ruins of the fort, until finally they finally found their way to a locked gate. Makoru swung Bloodharvest and the lock broke in two, although he couldn't help but wince as the ebony blade struck stone and a small shower of sparks shot forth. Nothing leaped out of the shadows to meet them, but there were muddled voices in the rooms below. Makoru twirled his blade in one hand and began his descent into the dungeons of the stronghold, ready to start cutting throats at a moment's notice.