Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20131213224841/@comment-3293219-20131217085825

"In danger of Thalmor near you run do not ignore serious!"

Corelas cringed as he received the message, dropping his knife into the bowl.

"Dammit, what's next in the parade of constant interrup-" By the time Corelas had swung around to scold the other altmer; he had noticed that there was nobody there.

''Could it be? A divine miracle?! ''

Corelas smiled and mouthed the words 'thank you' to the heavens as he was now able to concentrate. Ferrin would probably be back in a few minutes, so he had to hurry.



Nish made his way through the more hospitable areas of the cave; he just looked straight ahead and foolishly forgot about the goblin presence. As he walked past a cave door, he was jumped by a goblin skirmisher that lunged for him, through the door. The goblin dragged him to the floor and began to shriek in the breton's face.

"Piss off!" Nish cried out, grabbing hold of its head and stabbing it in the face. The goblin immediately keeled over, dead and it let out a weak wheeze as its last contribution to the atmosphere.

The breton sat up, noticing a sharp sting on his stomach; the goblin had scratched him on its way down. He groaned and scratched his head, pulling himself to his feet and going back to his task, thankfully, he was still able to run.



As the breton arrived at the other door, he noticed that Corelas was still there, humming away to himself. He almost seemed... jolly.

"Erm... Corelas? Where's Ferrin?"

Corelas shrugged in response. "I assumed that he was inflicting his company on you..."

<span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Nish looked around for any signs of the altmer, no trail to follow and no signs of struggle.

<span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"Did he... just get bored and teleport away?" Nish asked, genuinely unsure as Corelas walked on over to him.

<span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"Perhaps... anyway, you've come back alone, so I assume you've found something."

<span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"Yeah... we think we know how to open it, the Blade of Woe has to be used to draw the blood, that's why Lilly's blood didn't work." Nish gestured to the fountain.

<span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"Lilly? Of course... can't believe I didn't consider it a possibility but you're right, of course. I suppose it's a good thing that Eilonwyn didn't drink the blood then."

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"That's what I was thinking..." Nish replied with a glum look on his face.

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"C'mon, we'll head over to the other door, I assume that Lilly has the blade and... well that's all we need really."

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"What about Ferrin?"

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"I'm sure he'll catch up..." Corelas rolled his eyes, Though I hope not...

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"Look, I know he's an ass at times but we can't just abandon him here... we don't leave this place until we find out that he's alright, okay?" Nish was adamant that Ferrin was one of his own, even if most had their differences with him.

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"Fine... fine..." Corelas replied, disinterested. The altmer walked on ahead.