Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10197675-20140107195049/@comment-24141785-20140109104321

''Ugh... Battle... See you later hopefully.''

C'laro was placed at the ground. The village was being burnt to the ground.

"Oh no..." He sighed. The khajiit warriors climbed off their horses and followed him. Corpses were everywhere.

"No!" C'laro ran over to his foster mother. She was just about alive.

"C-c'laro..." she murmered. "It-ts goo-od to see you."

"I'll get you out of here. Don't worry." C'laro noticed her wounds were grusome. Her chest looked like it was torn apart.

"Don't make a girl a promise you know you can't kee-ep." She murmered. "Goodbye so-on."

Hannah died in his arms. C'laro started crying.

"Goodbye... mum." C'laro closed his mother's eyes. He wiped tears from his eyes.

"Everyone's dead." The khajiit warrior muttered.

"Whats your name warrior?" C'laro asked.

"A'joor." The khajiit replied. "I may only be 22 but I can fight."

"Good... Because we are going to slaughter Mehrunes' men." C'laro muttered. He looked at the corpses. His father, His mother, His maid... his whole life had been burnt to the ground.

"My old house." He snuffled as he looked at the manor. He walked towards it with A'joor following him. The other khajiit searched for Mehrunes' soldiers.

C'laro and A'joor entered the manor. He saw someone sitting on the end.

'''"Oh... Greetings." Mehrunes laughed. His soldiers stood up and drew their blades. "Sorry about the mess."'''

"You... You killed my parents... You killed everyone! I'm going to tear you apart!" C'laro seethed while tearful. "You have nearly killed everything I care about."

'''"What else do you care about? I'll let you speak before you die!" Mehrunes Dagon grinned.'''

"My friends." C'laro swiped at a soldier killing him. He ran over the table and tackled Mehrunes Dagon. A'joor fought the soldiers.