Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140210211511/@comment-3293219-20140212151645

Kaizen stepped into the lower level, it was incredibly dark.

There was no light, no signs of light either; he'd have to use a torch or a fire spell.

He decided to try and see, using a fire spell first, just to see if this was worth his time...

He, slowly, readied the weak fire spell in his hand and stepped into the basement. He looked around, to see a torch in front of him. He fired his spell at the torch, thankful the torch was pretty knew and it hadn't been exposed to the elements down here so it had lit up, quite well.

The argonian turned around and saw the room; it was just like his dream... a forge, training area and several barrels to store calipers and other useless things from the 3rd-4th Era.

''This must have been where they trained... that pompous altmer, my idiot brother... ''

''That bastard orc... ''

He looked away and stepped into the training area, examining the wooden dummy, which had been used extensively by the Knights of the Nine, back in their glory days. He was about to reach out and touch it, when he noticed the door to the left.

''They're in there... aren't they...? ''

He didn't know if he could face them again, last time he saw them, they protected everything that he loathed from harm. That and one of those 'holy relics' was rammed through his chest...

"The Crusader's relics..." He whispered, thinking out loud.