Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140401162322/@comment-5735114-20140401224312

Solaris slowly stood up from Mora’s alter, being finished talking to Julie for the moment. He had a fight to prepare for. Heading upstairs, Solaris made his way into the dining area, the table rather big for the room that accommodated it, due to the house originally being intended as a place for large cult meetings. However, the deaths and arrests of Solaris’s family discouraged some people, particularly in Cyrodiil, to join up. Pity, they tended to be very loyal…

As he sat down to eat the meal he had prepared earlier, the door to the house burst open and slammed shut again, disturbing the peaceful silence. Rushing into the dining area, a young Dunmer, around the age of 17, gave Solaris a small scroll. Reading over it, Solaris was immediately outraged.

“Davioc!!”

Rushing down the stairs, the tall Breton was frustrated that his afternoon sleep was interrupted. He needed his rest; High Rock wasn’t exactly just a skip and a bound from Cyrodiil. When he entered the dining area, however, Davioc’s frustration quickly melted away as he saw Solaris, and it was quickly replaced by fear.

“Do you think… that this is acceptable!?”

Solaris appeared to be holding a small piece of parchment in his hand. Wondering what about it made him so angry, Davioc glanced around and noticed a Dunmer boy, thoroughly terrified at Solaris’s display of anger. The Breton recognized the Dark Elf as an unlikely addition to the High Rock Rising Sun, who came a year or two ago. His timidity seemed to exceed all others’, but he had a knack for finding information.

Having the small scroll thrust into his hands, Davioc began to read.

“Dear Guard Captain of Camlorn,

''I’m writing to you to inform you of the recent actions of the Deadra cult filth amongst us, the Rising Sun. Earlier today, reports have been made of them raping civilians, and brandishing weapons at citizens, until they were either killed or subdued. The townspeople”''

The letter was ripped at that point, but it didn’t matter. The point was made. Davioc slowly glanced up as Solaris, who was fuming and taking deep breaths, glaring back at Davioc.

“Well!?”

Davioc considered his answer. Pretty much anything could get him killed at this point.

“I w-will again inf-form you, I w-was not the cause o-of this…” Davioc couldn’t help but nervously stammer.

“It… doesn’t even matter…” Solaris said between deep, rage filled breaths, “Because as of tomorrow… your presence… will stain Nirn no longer…”

Davioc did not hesitate to rush out of the room and back up the stairs, hoping he’d be able to sleep at all, ever.

