Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140530170536/@comment-24280666-20140531142402

"Thank you." Ferrin began to browse through the books, using his quick elven mind to understand what had happened. They had won, it seemed. Vidron was dead. However, as soon as he reached the part concerning an attack on a factory. He continued reading for hours? Days? One could not tell in Apocrypha. Ferrin was finally done. And all the knowqledge of the last ten years sat uneasily within him. He knew he had to find the Kraalniik and enslave it again. He knew that he would have to strike back against the empire. The natural world was everything and nothing to Ferrin. Mostly though, he worried for the Kraalniik. If that damned stone should fall into anothers hands, he worried for Tamriel. An army of Aldmer with no thought but that of a stone that wished to exert control over everyone... Dangerous. If this stone was allowed to take even half of the Aldmer Ferrin sensed, it would be a great deal of killing before the empire won. Should he not ally himself with the magehaters? The other side, if comprised of Aldmer, would be enslaved if the stone tapped into a great enough power source. Ferrin shut the last book. "Thank you." With that Ferrin left Apocrypha and returned to find no time had passed in his spot in the woods. Ferrin searched for someone to aid, something to do while he bided his time. (can i join anyones story as a minor character?)