Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20140928191343/@comment-29458028-20141004151756

Louis realized that his dwarven chronometer was broken, damaged when he fell from the skies and landed. No wonder he thought it was morning. He smacked the damned thing, before swearing and keeping it. No point sleeping anyway, since Daedra never slept. Judging by his circardian rythyms, it would have been night, nearly midnight. Perhaps earlier.

Louis enjoyed, or rather breathed the smog filled air of industry. The technology of mortals was still so backwards! How could one stand to live in a pit like this? Dirty air, dusty roads, unclear skies and diseases. The only redeeming factor was that it was actually fun to live here. Luminem was a perfect Utopia, with technologies that went beyond divine. Life there was a boring routine of plenty and repetitions, nobody was hungry, sick or poor.

Louis continued to walk. He gave some bread and coins to a beggar, healed up a man that had his bones broken in a bar fight and fought off a couple of thugs assaulting a poor girl, incapacitating all of them and reassuring the lady. (He's a good guy, actually)

Louis hated that he had to form an alliance with such a ruler that didn't take care of his people. He was sure the princess was just as rotten as her father. He couldn't defy royal orders, though.

After all, Queen Meridia wanted to try to steer the Emperor onto the right track and he was the only one nice enough to help his mother.