Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140210211511/@comment-27783182-20140216203001

(SOD IT, MUDAFUCAS!!)

Sancreriel was totally confused. He didn't knew how he was getting out of there.

"How in bloody Oblivion i'm going to get down there?!" Sancreriel asked himself.

Celegriath came out of the ruin and looked at Sancreriel.

"Want some help?" He asked.

Sancreriel nodded. He needed to get out of there as soon as he could.

Celegriath opened a part of the Umaril pauldrons and, suddenly, a giant pair of golden glowing wings rised. Sancreriel looked at them in amazement. He raised an eyebrow and looked at Celegriath.

"Is that part of me or part of the armor?"

No reply. Celegriath just backed off to Sancreriel to fly.

Sancreriel didn't knew how to fly, neither how to move the wings. He built up strength and sent it to his back. He started to flap his wings and finally flew up. He laughed and tried to move around. Instead, he just flew around randomly. He shouted, whilst spinning around like a Demented Manic.

After a long while, he finally stopped. He took control over the wings and he was now able to move around freely with total control at his will. He smiled at Celegriath.

"Thanks. For everything." Sancreriel said, flying off in the distance.

Both of the Auri-El Altmer came rushing out of the ruin.

"What happened? We heard the commotion." An Altmer said.

"Nothing. He just had finally done." Celegriath said, smiling. "My son is now finally a pure-blood Ayleid."