Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20131223145721/@comment-12599067-20131227143434

(If you've ever played TES: Redguard, Clavicus Vile tends to sit right in front of a rustic cabin when you enter his realm. It's kind of hard to miss him.)

Clavicus thought on that for a moment. "I wouldn't say mass genocide is beyond either of my playthings. Mannimarco is rising, little one. When he does, I don't think he's going to care who he kills to get what he wants. But you make a compelling case, especially for someone who worships Meridia. Normally you people are all 'life' and 'light', but I think I might have use for someone more like you in the near future," he mused.

"Very well. It would be a very boring existance with half of my little toys destroyed, so I'll realease that boy's soul... for a price. So. What do you have that is equal to this man's soul? More souls? Powerful artifacts?" he tried, keeping a polite smile. Barbas looked up at the group lazily, looking for an oppurtunity to offer a deal of his own.