Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20140412023101/@comment-24685738-20140501131123

Joran caught the blade, barely an inch from his chest. He drove away the Tyrant Emperor, slashing back with his sword, hoping someone would help him.

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Jina looked at him. "Dovahkiin...?"

"Nevermind. I'm here with the Nelthars.

I'm looking for my dad.

He should be easy to spot...

He is wielding two flaming swords...."