Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10197675-20140101230137/@comment-3293219-20140105170840

Just as Eilonwyn had rested, giving up any attempt at escape for the day a sound could be heard outside the door, it sounded like fluttering like the flapping of wings. The dunmer listened out for it, knowing full well that Tyranil wouldn't fly around in his own lair... perhaps Dunlammus had turned into a bat or a flock of bats to torment her?

As she was ticking off the possibilities, her heart skipping several beets as she became more and more like a statue, not moving at the risk of making a sound and drowning out an important clue. A black portal, about the size of a shoe box, was created and out came a small black bird...

It landed beside her, immediately noticing her, it hopped over and had it's eyes glow red, like lasers.