Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140112004028/@comment-16346315-20140112231537

Wind within 707 wrote: Meanwhile within in Kynesgrove at the Braidwood Inn...

(^=Dream/vision) ^The Nord smashed into the burning building after hearing the vicious and traumatic screams, fire crackeld and spread around him, flames whispped and whisteld around the burning and smoldering building, smoke rised into the sky being snached by the blowing wind taking it Westwards, chizzeld and charred bodies lay on the ground. The Nord walked into the house feeling rather anxsious, as the screaming got louder and deeper. The rear end of the building started to weaken as it started to slowly crumbel down onto the ground, The Nord looked into a room in the rear end of the building a burnt body was curled around what looked to be a small child, this must of been where the screams were coming from, The Nord lunged himself through the tumbling and flaming rumble that gradually came crashing to the ground, he aheaded for the burnt corpse covering the child. He reached out his hand and grabbed the corpses shoulder, that curled around the child, the Nord pulled the Corpse up and onto the ground, he then picked up the silent and deathly child. The ceiling above the Nord then started to spit and crack as its structure started to weaken drasticly. The Nord quickly headed for the nearest door jarm and took cover as the end of the building started crumbling down. The Nord closed his eye's holding the now lifeless child, he feared that she was gone, he looked up again, surrounded by the rubble of the burnt and glowing wood. He looked up into the dark and consuming sky, a couple of bats flew by, scowering the reckage the Nord could hear them screeching. He looked back at the child who was in his arms, smoke started to engulf the air arround him, sweat rolled of his forehead and onto the ground as the heat started to entenseify. The Nord stared at the child as smoke started to slowly lurk through the air and slowly entere her mouth and nostrals, the Nord swiftly stood up holding the child in his arms. He took a couple of steps back... he then sprinted towards the burnng rubble and leaped into the air throwing himself over the burning planks of wood and onto the grass aside of the rubble. Flames started to violently expaned and and combust as the rest of the building crashed down to the ground. The Nord quickly paced away from the fire and into the middle of the Farm. He lay the child onto the ground, smoke started to exit her mouth and nose, it then slowly started to skulk of into the surrounding darkness. The Nord held the child's hand tight, he then looked into her eye's.

Nord: Wake up... please wake up...

The child lay motionless, as the moonlight started to light up the surrounding area. A tear slowly shead from the Nord's eye, as he watched his daughter pass away. The shrouding flames from the building then started to slowly die as the bright light from the moon slowly started to put them out. The Nord then curdeld the child in his arms as the Chill gradually started to appear from the Back of the Moon lit Farm...^

Iddra: Do you want a drink?..

Englorn slowly moved his head upwards and opened his eye's.

Englorn: No thanks..

He then closed his eye's again...

(Rowan, Elledan is a well respected Ex-Thalmor, he is Lord Naalfingars son. I wanna know is your character meant to be evil? Cause it would be cool if we were related or something)