Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25101508-20140805192450/@comment-25101508-20140902153956

(Don't you think 5 billion is a little too much for anyone in the current situation Tamriel is in.)

In the city of Bruma, most of the human populace was by the statue of the Champion of Cyrodiil. A noose was tangling from the stone sword of the statue while a Colovian was yelling at the crowd, "Why shall we be subjugated by the Aldmeri Dominion?! If it wasn't for the Dominion, the Empire would be stable and no Stormcloaks, Forsworn and bastards would be plaguing this land!

The Aldmeri Dominion started the Great War and forced Argonia to secede! And now we must follow their laws and gods?! Well, I say no to that! I say that we can worship any man, mer, beast or plant! It is up to us to punish the Elves! Down with the Dominion! Up with the Empire! Praise Alessia! Praise Reman! Praise Talos! Praise Cyrodiil!"

The crowd cheered as two bulky Nords dragged an Altmer to hanged 'by the Champion.'

The human populace ended up rioting and lynching many Elves in Bruma. By the end of the riot, the streets were covered with corpses and many houses were nothing but ash.

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"What did you do, Furilca?!"

"I merely sent a courier to deliver one simple message."

"And you had the courier try to kill the Potentate if he said no!"

"Yes. If the autocrat of Cyrodiil says no, that means he's too big of a threat and must be eliminated."

"Not the way you ordered the courier to do it!"

"Uncle, please calm down."

"I can't calm down! If the Potentate tells the Elder Council, you might as well kill yourself! Listen, I'm the Councilor here. I have friends in the Council who will appoint you and have the Potentate. Just be patient and you'll eventually have all the power and whores. Understand?"