Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-6069202-20130702232407/@comment-9854979-20130705015306

Saura leaves the Summerset Isles with a large grin on his face.

Saura: Capitan, take me to Anvil, I'm in search of an ancient Dwemer ruin.

Capitan: WIth pleasure, milord. Any plans to return?

Saura: Not for a while. Not until I find what I'm looking for.

Capitan: And what might that be?

Saura: Well, you see; the Dwemer weren't very fond of magic, they were more content with engineering and automatons. They were also a very - how should I put this..pretentious race? They didn't condone magicka, nor did they deny it. They knew it existed, so they constructed something in one of their ruins. Rumor states there's an untapped source of infinite magicka reserves that the Dwemer managed to construct. It's missing one piece, and I have it.

Saura holds up a Sigil Stone from his bag.

Capitan: What in Oblivion is that?

Saura: It's a Sigil Stone, straight from Oblivion itself. I summoned a Dremora to retrieve it for me.

-6 days later-

Saura arrives in Anvil, and notices a Breton walking into an inn.

Saura: ''I suppose I could use a rest. That was a rather long trip.''

Saura goes inside, and requests a night's stay. Upon turning around, he is being looked upon by every member of the inn, including the Breton he say earlier. He makes a confused look and proceeds toward his room. He is stopped by a Khajiit, missing an arm.

Khajiit: You there, come. Have a seat.

Saura sits down, next a man wearing a full black outfit, with glowing orange eyes.

Khajiit: Give me one reason I shall not paint the walls of this inn with your blood, High Elf.

Saura : Because you'd have to clean it up afterward?

The Breton lets out a slight laugh, along with the man Saura was sitting next to.

Khajiit: You've a lot of nerve coming here, especially since the war is over. I shall be straightforawrd with you, Elf. We want your leader, Elenwen - we want her dead.

Saura: You do? Well that's absolutely...absolutely wonderful! I haven't heard greater news since I've gotten here! Come, I'll show you.

The group gets up from the table and heard into Saura's rented room.

Saura: I think it would be an astute question if I were to ask if you were a magic user, Breton?

The Breton rolls his eyes in agreement.

Saura: Good. I think you'll find this rather interesting...

Saura reveals his plans of searching for an infinite source of magicka reserves.