Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10197675-20140101230137/@comment-5735114-20140104012123

Uberheroism wrote: (Nah, the Red Mountain.)

"Alright then. Did you leave anyone else there?" "No", Dunlammus replied, "Only those two."

"Alright then. I've got business to attend to, I'll return later." And with that, Tyranil had teleported away to the Red Mountain.

Just in time to find his Soldier had returned, carrying Eilonwyn. It was swiftly ordered to lock her up, in a room far away from the other prisoners.

The Soldier went off deep into the lair, arriving at a soundproof room. Opening the door, the only things that could be seen in the room was a torch on the left wall, and a pair of pitch-black shackles on the wall. Immobilizing Eilonwyn, the Soldier left, closing the door behind it and notifying Tyranil of her location, then began its patrol around the lair.

Tyranil began walking towards his torture chambers, not being able to remember the last time he had used them. Arriving, he had found that Dunlammus had been truthful, shackled to the wall were two figures; a Khajiit with a knife in its neck and a Dwemer.

Wondering how he had survived, Tyranil carefully pulled the knife from the Khajiit's neck, finding it to be of Daedric origin. Throwing the serrated blade on the floor, Tyranil summoned a chair and sat down, waiting for Dunlammus's prisoners to awake.