Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20141021223709/@comment-29458028-20141024162050

Raydin reached the College of Winterhold and entered, the gates swinging open for him, as if they recognized him. Mages around whispered in fear, scurrying away, saying "Sorin is back! We gotta get moving! His armor is different, newer, where did he go?"

Raydin walked into the Hall of the Elements and the mages all saluted him. It felt strange. As he walked into the Archmage's quarters, as his mother had instructed, he saw an Elf and Argonian, deep in discussion. Both looked up and said "Sorin, you are back?"

"Huh? My name is Raydin Steelfang, Sorin was my father's name, I never knew him. My mother told me to come here before I left Coldharbor..." said Raydin as his pupils narrowed into slits.

Quetzalcoatl was the first to respond "well, you are too young to be Sorin, but you do look almost similar to him. The prophecied one Nelfyion keeps talking about."

"What prophecy?"

"You are destined to be our leader. The Shadow Watch is your organisation. We will guide and tutor you. I am Mannimarco the second, son of the original. The useless argonian mage is Quetzalcoatl Poison-Serpent" said Mannimarco.

"What is happening?" asked Raydin. The mages obviously expected him to come.

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Sylarys laughed as the village burnt to the ground totally, taking all the innocents with it. She disintegrated into bats and flew, the atronaches all unbinding.