Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10197675-20131116222109/@comment-5735114-20131121015213

(Sigh. Sleep. May or may not post one more time in an hour or so.)

"Agatha.", Tyranil said slowly. He'd heard of her a while back, though nothing more than rumors. A dream-walker, using crows to communicate. If Tyranil could harvest this power... the Thalmor could dissapear overnight. How to do so was a bridge to cross when it was reached. He'd finally found his way...