Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140517193852/@comment-5735114-20140518154213

Solaris, having been left behind, partially by his own preference, tried to teleport back to his little safe haven in the catacombs. However, it seemed as though the ward around the Imperial City had gotten stronger, or perhaps it was always stonger on the outside, and his spell failed. If he could access his shrines, he may have been able to reach out to the Daedra still in Oblivion and find a way to free them, for he seemed to be out of favor of the ones on Nirn. However, he couldn't, so it appeared the true Oblivion Crisis would have to be put off yet again.

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Davioc looked about the empty streets and buildings of the Imperial City, knowing that his search was futile, but the escort of three guards that flanked him didn't leave him with much choice.

''Sure, they evacuate all the civilans, but they leave the prisoners and these knuckleheaded guards. ''

Sighing, Davioc continued to wander, occasionally stopping at the places where Solaris would rarely show himself in the City. He was just stalling, of course; there was only one place where Solaris could still possibly be in this barren place. His beloved catacombs.

After walking loops around the city, one of the guards commented, "Hey! We've been here already..." This thinking quickly caught on with the other two guards, and soon enough all three were pointing their swords at Davioc.

"Alright, alright! I'll show you where he is!", cried Davioc desperately.

Being shoved fowards by one of the guards, Davioc began to walk briskly, feeling the guards' gazes on his back, their swords ready to impale him. After what seemed like an eternity, the small group had arrived at what remained of Solaris' house.

"How could he be here?"

"I think he's trying to trick us..."

Davioc looked at the guards, impressed with Solaris' ability to keep a secret. Even the guard appeared unaware of Solaris' little hovel, or at least its continued existance.

"Below this rubble is a staircase," Davioc explained, "leading down to a basement. If there are any Rising Sun left here, they're down there."

The guards looked at each other for a moment, then turned back to Davioc.

"You expect us to dig up all this crap?"

Davioc shrugged, his rash boldness returning now that his task was close to over. "You asked for information, and I gave it. If you don't take it, that's not my problem."

The guard in the middle pointed his sword at Davioc's neck. "Oh, but it is your problem, you little rat." Before Davioc could react, the guard on his left stepped forwards and hit him with the hilt of his sword. Head throbbing, Davioc fell on the ground, immediately falling unconscious.