Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20131218233902/@comment-24280666-20131220161212

The imperial guard arrived at the White-Gold tower. They walked upstairs to the highest room. Inside, blood was everywhere and pieces of some elf were splattered everywhere. Was this the destroyer of the Thalmor? Everywhere across Nirn came reports that every Thalmor had fallen. The imperial soldiers went everywhere to tell all of Tamriel that they were free. Up in the realm of Julianos, Ferrin smiled. He had died like he wanted to. And now, his soul would become Magicka. He smiled as he released his life into the world. He was at peace. He was dead.