Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140920215822/@comment-5543592-20140922015407

A realization hit Anaril. He turned to the Nord who he'd caused so much trouble for. "I'm sorry, Emrey.  I just... I just wanted to be a hero for my people."

He pointed the crossbow underneath his chin, so that the bolt was pointed up.

"Auri-El, I tried." Anaril pulled the trigger, sending the bolt up into his brain, ending the life of the most dangerous Altmer alive.

Emrey rushed to Eogan and rolled him over.

The life had faded from his eyes, but some of him was still there.

"So, you got him, uh?'  Asked Eogan.

Emrey looked at the Reachman sadly. "Yeah, Eogan, we got him."

Eogan's eyes drifted back up into the sky. "I get to see my family now.  Uen..." And then he was gone.

Emrey turned around to look at the group.

"Someone get Weltrod.  Tell him we completed the mission... and need transport for two bodies.

Three days later...

Following Eogan's funeral two days ago, the officals of the Imperial City hosted a festival in one of the fanicer rooms in the Imperial Tower. A day ago everyone in the company, who hadn't yet been, was knighted into the Order of the Dragon (excluding J'Baad, who, hours after the battle, was no where to be found). The complete group, including Anneken and Brighid, now fully healed and rested, conjugated their to saw their good-byes. Weltrod, Ignali, many officals, and the Emperor's family were all there. But our heros knew their quest had come to a close, and soon they would need to say their good-byes and return home.