Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140927193312/@comment-3293219-20140928151156

The two of them had followed Azarath's route, going around the Jerral mountains, through Morrowind. The land was barron and bare, lifeless and a little cold, Azarath felt no kinship towards it as he had never been there and he was finding himself thankful that he didn't return there, when he left Emarrel and Nadira behind.

"We're almost at the Cyrodiilic boarder..." He noted aloud, seeing some lush green up ahead on the horizon.

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One of Asin's soldiers approached Kor, hoping to update him on their findings.

"Sir, we've encountered some... resistance in the dungeon."