Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27783182-20131222234409/@comment-5583506-20140103221422

HolyWyvern wrote: "That was your scroll?!" J'dharjo gasped.

"Yes...The Elder Scroll of Power. However, as you threw it to the ground, it was taken away. And i will get it back, you will all die..." the figure replied.

The sky's color turned back to normal and the demonic circle in the sky disappeared, along with the figure in a cloud of bats.

"You'll be defeated one day, Dunlammus..." J'dharjo said. "I can be blind, but i am still capable of killing you." Rashka assumed from all the commotion that no one had the time to just give him some damn coins so he could be on his way. Elder Scrolls... red skies... and vampires... Dunmer vampires... It was all too much for him to handle. Would have been an easier target for him if he knew that he could kill something that was alive and breathing. He had with the help of his reflexes already made an unintentional move by grabbing the hilt of his dagger stuck in his belt behind his back.

He looked at the blind Khajiit and what he believed to be his brother. "Would this fellow Khajiit be so kindly to tell Rashka what in the name of S'rendarr was going on here?"