Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20140216124057/@comment-29559990-20140302172824

(lol Almighty Herold has SPOKEN.)

Just then, the 3 mages from the Psijic Order appeared "We'll take it from here."

"Wait... what are you doing?" Ancano Asked.

"Your actions have proven that this world is not ready for such power, like the power contained in the eye. The Psijic Order will contain this eye until the world is ready for it."

"Seems like a good idea." Says Maracon. "But can you help us? Savos is dead, and we hve no Arch-Mage."

"Savos Arens death was forseen." Says Quarinir. "And, we have already appointed a new Arch-Mage... The Augur of Dunlain."

"Excuse me?" Says Mirabelle. "Last I Remember, the Augur was..." Suddenly, a the door opens, and incomes the Augur, who has taken the shape of his past self: A young Breton with short, black hair and blank, white eyes.

"By the divines... The Augur!" Tolfdir exclaims.

When they turn back around, the 3 mages and the eye were gone.