Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25146201-20140621010528/@comment-5543592-20140622184053

FishySalesman wrote: The Redguard's eyes flashed with terror as he saw Damia's spell, but he regained his compusure almost instantly afterwards. "I've failed my mission. I no longer fear death, whatever you have in mind will be far better than what my master has."

The Duke listened to what the Redguard said befoire turning back to the group. "No, the map is for plotting. The Redguard here has darker skin than any I've seen living in Cyrodiil, so he must've lived in Hammerfell for most, if not all of his life." The Duke scratched his chin. "It isn't much to go off of, but it's all I can tell just my looking at him." "The group has a definite master who probably controls a large amount of subordinates like this one here." Elaborated Mason. "Obviously his mission was to break into the Imperial Palace and do something here."

There was a loud thump outside as someone slammed into the door. There was cursing, and a second later it creaked open and Goodspeed stuck his head in to see everyone staring at him.

"Shit, I'm late." He muttered. He tried to inconspiciously scuttle into a corner.