Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25101508-20140710153417/@comment-29458028-20140713123420

11th cavalry wrote: Rho sheathed his crossbow "Leon Steelfang, hmm... He seems skilled, but cocky. But was that he mentioned about molag bal..." Rho then turns to Sorin. "You are a vampire, arent you, but how are your eyes not glowing red?" (I have to go so you guys can control my character a bit while I am away, just dont kill him, and he doesnt hate vampires) "I am not one of the Volkihar, the dominant clan in Skyrim (vamps in other games never had glowing red eyes)" replied Sorin Steelfang. He didn't like to mention the brutality he faced and dished out in Coldharbor, but he continued "I am not even a normal vampire. Molag Bal gave me a normal appearance and reduced my intolerances to the sun and flame, at the cost of many abilities, so that I might kill more for him."

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Alyssa retrieved her blade, sheathing it. Maybe it was indeed high time to learn how to use a sword. The man who called himself Leon Steelfang was utterly impermeable to flames! She would need something else to fight him next time, should he return. Her mind made connections. Leon Steelfang looked like Sorin, plus they shared a last name. Could they be relatives?

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Leon Steelfang rematerialized in a dwarven storeroom, now his temporary abode. He collected another recall scroll, marking the area once again. That was indeed a close shave, a dangerous situation. Too much electrical disturbances, too much magicka. He would gladly go one on one aganst his brother anyday, but four on one was not advantageous for him. He sat down upon his bedding, meditating.