Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140725195827/@comment-3293219-20140725211915

Marcia smiled as she looked at Telemachus' corpse, running over and kneeling beside it, finding herself smiling at it as she watched the glistening blood pool, which carried several hairs and fragments of skull...

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Jaryl wandered over to Telemachus, he sighed before shooting the puddle, where his head used to be, with the dart, keeping his promise to Xervish's future self.

"Hey, Xervish? In two hundred years? Send me back a few minutes earlier, okay!?" The Bosmer grumbled, much to the Wizard's confusion as he turned around and followed Julie.

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Marcia picked up Telemachus' sword and slowly held it up, in front of her face, it was so shiny that she could see her own smiling face, looking back at her.

Geofry... You're finally avenged... She thought as a tear ran down her face.

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"Very well..." Agatha sighed in agreement as Telim and Maria joined them, slowly approaching from behind.

"I..."

She was cut off by an awkward squawk, everyone looked around to see what the source of the noise was, to see Marcia doubled over the Tyrant's body, with his sword buried deep in her stomach.

"I'm..." She then rammed the sword even deeper into her abdomen, gagging again as the hilt was pressed against her chest.

"Free..." The Nord whispered, with a smile, keeling over and landing on her side, closing her eyes...

