Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140920215822/@comment-5543592-20140921211818

(Back.  I'm going to assume everyone is still here.)

Emrey moved closer to the gate. It was emitting a faint buzzing noise.

A giant red leg stepped out with a boom,  scaring the planes of Oblivion out of Emrey. The rest of Dagon pulled it's way through the portal. The Knight scrambled backwards. Dagon had doubled insize as he pulled himself into the mortal plane. He was now twenty five or so feet tall, but his number of arms had dropped from six to four. He had kept the deadlier weapons, the greatsword, war hammer, spear, and battle axe. Also of those also got much larger aswell.

"How?" Breathed Emrey. Then he noticed something that disturbed him to the core.

In addition to his greaves, Dagon now had a cuirass (cuirase?) on. It was midnight black and emanated the red pulse normally associated with Daedric armour. But this suit had one difference. Forged into the chest pieces so that it was completley insular and essentially become a piece of the armor itself, was the Great Welkynd Stone, the mortal version of a Sigil Stone. It's purpose, as Emrey had learned when Fernar had first given it to him over a year ago, was to bind things from Oblivion to the mortal plane. With that object in his possession, Dagon pass between the Deadlands and Tamriel as he pleased.

But where had the Prince gotten one. Of course: the group had practically given it to him. The Thalmor assassination team had looted it from their dead horses.

"Now you all realize the graveness of your error." Said Dagon. "By pulling that Sigil Stone into Mundus you allowed me to follow.  I commend you on your effort, no matter how futile it was." The monster loomed over them, as if decided who to smash first.

Emrey turned his head slightly to yell a command at the group.

"Get to the Crawl-a!"

(Anyone who gets the reference earns a gold star.)