Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25286356-20131030211733/@comment-25286356-20131128203353

You hastily attempt to stand up, but the Imperial stops you, insisting that remain still, for the moment.

´´''It's alright, you're safe now. More than you were saving my hide, anyway.''``

Your mind slowly becomes clear and your eyes scout the room. The area shows no discernable light whatsoever, safe for the Imperial's torch. Grass Moss, dust and the occasional drop of water leak from the ceiling. Whoever this man is, he obviously carried you underground. The two of you stand alone, a torch and your akaviri katana resting near a small backpack offering some food.

´´''I never thanked you for saving me. I'm Tacitus Aurelius, last remaining Blade, here in Alinor.''``

A confused look form itself on your visage. The latest report claimed that there were a total of fifteen Blades installed in the Altmeri homeland. Tacitus extends his hand and grabs an apple, then offers you some water.''``

A) Drink some water

B) Inquire about your strange power

C) Ask him what happened to his fellow Blades