Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10197675-20131128185142/@comment-3293219-20131130232300

(I'll time skip Lilly's journey a little, you didn't miss anything (this time skip doesn't affect anyone else as it's in the past))

Haren had finished slaying the wolves that his group had encountered, he had killed it on a hill and smiled as the blood hit his armour.

After slaying it, he jumped down and approached his crew.

"My companions? Today has been a glorious day, we have bested many enemies and still stand triumphant!"

Lilly looked around at the three dead wolves that lay in the road.

"You mean those wolves over there?"

"Yes, those savage beasts!" Haren replied, with pride.

"It has been a long, hard day. Make camp and make merry men!"

"Huzzah!" His men cheered.

Bested many enemies? 'Savage beasts?'

Lilly sighed in frustration, these 'heroes' were never going to reach Tyranil and if they did, they would probably perish.

"So..." Haren began, approaching Lilly with great determination. "Are you going to join me in my tent, while I show of- I mean, discuss my plan to vanquish the evil Tyranil?"

"No... I'm going to keep walking and rescu-"

Darn it, you almost gave too much away!

"Do what I came here to do and you people are going to stay around your little camp fire and drink yourselves to death."

Lilly through her Wabbajack on her shoulder, like a bindle.

She took a few steps, before Haren chased after her, determined to bring her back.

"Woah, don't go! It's dangerous out there for someone like you."

''Love the sinner, hate the sin... Love the sinner, hate the sin...''

Lilly sighed and turned to him, "look, I don't mean to be rude but you and your men would most likely perish at the hands of the first soldier of Tyranil's that you encountered."

"Ha! And you could do better? I didn't see you pitch in, back when we were fighting those ferocious wolves!" Haren quipped, looking rather smug.

"If I had 'pitched in' half of your men would be chickens..." Lilly muttered, "I couldn't have cast my staff at them, because they were all crowding infront of me, because your men require a group of 3 or more people to take down each individual wolf you come across!" Lilly's rant ended in a high pitched screech, before she carried on walking.

Lilly was begining to feel bad but it was for their own good, better for him to be belittled and turn back to his mannor house, than be torn apart by Tyranil.

Haren paused for a moment, before pursuing her a second time.

"Hold on a second!"

Lilly was ready to Wabbajack him.

"You've met Tyranil before, haven't you?" The hero deduced.

"No... but my group did and now they're being held prisoner by him, I'm going to save them."

"Truthfully? What are we up against?"

"He's a powerful, almost daedra like figure who posesses magics not seen since the first era." Lilly explained, causing a look of horror on Haren's face. "You should turn back, you and your men are not an even match for the lowest of his guards. I'm sorry but..."

Haren, stepped away, somewhat disheartened.

"But we heard that C'laro had risen up and that he was building an army to oppose Tyranil!"

Lilly was confused... she hadn't heard this rumour on the road. Could C'laro be doing this? Or was it just idle gossip that lured hopeful heroic types to their deaths?

"No such army exists..." Lilly sighed.

"How do you know? Have you seen i-"

"I have actually, I was the healer who tried to save C'laro, before he perished." Lilly explained.

Haren was stricken cold by her lack of emotion, sure she was saddened but not sad enough for someone who's friends had been killed or kidnapped.

"If you made it to Red Mountain, you would have to face Tyranil's shadow men and if you beat them, you would have to fight the fourth or possibly the third most powerful threat to Tamriel."

"Third? Fourth? The nightmarish description you gave of him, I thought that he was... who's the first?"

"My mother..."