Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140619115833/@comment-5543592-20140622233252

They smashed the door in and they were in the keep. They ran through the back hallways until they were in the throne room, approaching from the back of the throne. The man sitting in the throne turned around to face them. Dotted around the room were a numberof men wearing the armor of the Chorrol guard.

"Nice of you to join us.  We've been waiting for you." Said the Count.

"We know you're not the real Count." Said Emrey. "Hell, you probably don't even know your own name."

"It's over!" Continued Emrey. "Hackdirt is finished!  The Deep Ones are finished!  What do you have to live for now?"

The Count looked inconclusive, as if he was unsure whether to kill the adventurers or let them go.

(FYI, there are two outcomes.  One is immediate death, the other a happy ending.)