Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140116231609/@comment-3293219-20140121000747

"I envy you... or rather, your situation..." He muttered as he walked over to her.

"200 years ago, I could have died along with everything I owned. Everything that, that Dunmer and that scaleback stole from me!"

He looked away in disgust, "elves are cursed people... the dunmer themselves are cursed chimer but I see it clearly. All mer are cursed, while the other species live and die with the things they love, we live to hold the ashes and to watch as the ashes, slowly, become nothing."

He glanced up at her, the look in his eye, if Eilonwyn didn't know better, she'd say that it was respect. "If you die now, then it's a tragedy... you die in a few hundred years with nothing and it's 'the way it is..."

The wizard held the sythe with a tighter grip as anger and sorrow built up, "this is the greatest act of kindness, I've ever inflicted on another..."

He raised it over his head, getting ready to strike it through her heart...

"Embrace it!"

(Gtg to bed now... Got to be up, early, tomorrow to get bollocked!

G'night)