Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25109952-20131102172627/@comment-24489208-20131103173823

Urag: "Let me get a look at that." He takes the tablet, "This is the first couple paragrapha of the book, Boethiah's Proving, it isn't an original, despite it being written on stone. Worthless."

Damon: "I'm not too sure, we'll keep hold of it incase it comes in useful."

The Tablet reads (For those who have not read Boethiah's Proving.):

"On a certain day, at a certain time, the faithful gathered to perform certain rituals, hoping to gain a glimpse of their master. The day was correct, the summoning true.

Slashing a smoking tear through the Veil, She, her-very-self, appeared before them, terrible and resplendent. She came arrayed in ebony darker than a moonless night, wielding a blade burning hotter than the surface of the sun. And though she wore the guise of a Dunmer warrior-queen, she towered above them like a statue carved from the Red Mountain itself."

Damon: "Why would a couple Mercenaries carry this? It's heavy, it was probably here before the Warehouse was abandoned. Oh well, perhaps the Blackwood Company can give us some answers. Do you know where we can find them?"

Urag: "I have heard of them, they were completely destroyed in Cyrodiil for illegal use of Hist sap. And that was during the Oblivion Crisis, I didn't know they still existed, let alone them being in Skyrim."