Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140330230839/@comment-11457306-20140417024550

Torene laughed at him. She spoke to him in the Old Tongue, which she was sure that he knew. None here but Peri and any Forsworn who still lived would understand--and perhaps not even them, for her voice was deepened and distorted with the power which flowed through her.

"We fight together, Worm!  We each do what we do best!  You are alone and you will be forever alone in the Void, when we send you back there!  You will never rule this realm, for we will beat you back each time you return!"

She continued speaking then, calling upon the Old Gods, upon Meridia, upon any god or daedric lord who would lend aid, all the while concentrating on redoubling her efforts to reduce his shield to nothing. She could feel the draw become less as his shield weakened and prepared herself to go on the offensive once it died. She would need to blast him with her most powerful spell to stun him long enough for Makoru to reach him.

Her voice, her eyes--her entire demeanor was one of fury and power. Those who served under her later would fear her because of this day.