Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-8674030-20140226215738/@comment-24642674-20140313223749

The next thing Filaar remembers is waking to a massive headache accompanied with a slight swaying motion, "What happened back there?" Filaar pondered aloud. "All I know is that a surge of energy came through the link. I then swiftly reinterred your old dwelling", Kendov replied, startling Filaar, "You were unconscious, located a short distance from where we parted, surrounded by several dozen white skeletons. That happened two weeks ago." "Two weeks," exclaimed Filaar, a panic creeping into his voice, "What has happened since? Where are we...have you gotten bigger?" "Morrowwind's border is a good days ride to the east and Skyrim's border is a good days ride to the north. Once I found your unconscious body, I picked you up and ran south into Cyrodil. Other than that nothing much has happened. To answer that last question, yes, I have grown to be a small Senche-Raht," Kendov explained.