Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140210211511/@comment-24123288-20140215182442

"Ah, Manja and her merry men..." Veneficus smiled in recognition. "She's a good woman."

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Petra cast her gaze around the broken pieces of the Sanctuary. The furniture was torn to shreds, the books that she read were strewn across the great hall, countless pages lying on the floor and every piece of debris imaginable. She glanced down to the orc, still with Kaizens axe buried in his head and sighed, looking away again seconds after.

Next, she focused her stare on the Argonian who was glaring at the wall where the Night Mother used to be. Petra had read enough during her stay here to realise that the corpse was very special to the Brotherhood for it was the traditional way for them to receive conracts. She went against her better judgement and decided to ask the obvious.

"What happened here...?"