Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10197675-20131208215432/@comment-3293219-20131213153022

(Back and no more exams now! Not until summer at least...

Something quite funny happened in my controlled assesment, I was writing about the owner of a paint factory named Nick and I accidentally put Nish instead... I also handed it in with "Nish" on it and didn't know until I got the draft back, marked.)

"So..." Began the imperial assasin. "Are you sitting comfortably? Good... let's begin."

Corelas rolled his eyes at the patronising tone, the thalmor was looking forward to grabbing something blunt and knocking that grin off of his face.

"The artifact that I seek, is an enchanted blade that the black argonian once sought after. A blade once used by one of the greatest listeners of the Dark Brotherhood, an essential part of the Dark Brotherhood's history." The imperial looked up as if he could feel his hands grasping around it's hilt. "I have been sent here on a special task for the current speaker of my order to retrieve the blade of woe, by finding Agatha Tira, the witch who stole it from us and-."

"Getting your limbs torn off?" Corelas finished for him.

"Excuse me? I'd look at your own position before commenting on the position of others..."

"I'd look in the mirror, before challenging a powerful witch, especially one that you know nothing about! You think that capturing her will be as easy as capturing me? I don't hold a candle to her power!" Corelas snapped, feeling empowered.

The imperial was starting to believe that this was not a bluff, the thalmor are often too self absorbed to admit to be weaker than another entity, could Agatha really be this powerful?

"Alright... tell me everything you know about this witch and I shall release you."

Corelas chuckled, "no you won't."

"I give you my word..."

"And I'm supposed to believe that's worth something?" Corelas muttered, adjusting in his chair.

"Have I lied to you yet?" The imperial countered.