Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20141021223709/@comment-29458028-20141022154925

Sorin was about to reach Snowhawk when Molag Bal's voice sounded in his head, saying "your precious wife traded her soul to give your son your powers and knowledge. She is now mine while I set the useless boy free. Foolish mortal, you think you could win in the end?"

"Molag, I already won. Animals are meant to reproduce to pass on their genes. You claimed us, the old and useless couple, but you let my son walk free. I applaud your intelligence" said Sorin, in his mind.

Sorin got off his horse and said "Vauban, lead the men, I am afraid I have to depart. Alyssa awaits me in Coldharbour. I probably won't make it back, but if you see my son, tutor him well."

"Sorin ... what? Isn't Alyssa still in the early stages of pregnancy?"

"No! She traded her soul to make my son an adult with my knowledge, power and intelligence! I'm sorry!"

Sorin opened his left palm and made a portal to Coldharbor, before walking in. Nobody could stop him.

(Bye to Sorin and Alyssa. Their arcs across all RPs have concluded.)

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(Raydin does not have his axe yet)

Raydin stood up and observed his surroundings. His mother had told him to walk for the Northeast of Skyrim till he came to some College bearing a distinctive sign.

Raydin's intelligence kicked in. He realized if he was to make it to the College, he needed to stay alive. Problem is, if his mother was correct, Skyrim was a warzone.

Bad, very bad. Raydin walked aimlessly till he cam across a walled city. Time to get some supplies and a sword. His mother had warned him not to use Molag's weapon against humans, elves and beastfolk.

Magic was the other option, but a close combat weapon would come in handy.