Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140606235802/@comment-24280666-20140607205032

Ferrin's body fell into the waters, dissolving upon impact. The waters stirred into a whirlpool, as Ferrin's body was absorbed into the water. The court lit up, and suddenly hundreds of Ethereal Altmer were standing within it. Each one raised their hands in the air, saying odd words that Ella didn't understand. Ferrin appeared above the fountain as an Ethereal spirit, sitting on a throne. He looked down at them, chanting odd elven words. He stood up from the throne, and began to descend a staircase, one that only appeared as he stepped on it. "Blood. Life. Choose!" the words suddenly translated in Ella's mind.

Ferrin walked down to the Ethereal forms of the Altmer, looking at each one for some time before moving on to the next one. Each one looked like Ferrin in some sense, whether it be their hair, their eyes or their nose. Some body part always looked like Ferrin. At the very end of the group of Altmer, Ferrin rose into the air, and pointed at one that looked almost identical to him. He bellowed the words; "Bled. Live. Chose!" the body disappeared first, followed by Ferrin, then the rest.

After a minute or so, a body rose from the fountain. It looked like Ferrin. He looked at Ella and smiled. "Too much grief in him. Too much pain. The Ancient Altmer needed a new leader. But don't worry it's still me!" he laughed. "I was too powerful, not in check. But now... Now I'm better. I may be less powerful, but I have Magicka and youth!" He smiled as he snapped his fingers. Instead of teleporting, this made Ferrin rise into the air. He flew around and around the Mijae court, at around the speed of a bird, not too fast but not too slow, laughing and smiling as he did so. He descended back to the floor. "It's a very ancient tradition of my kind. A selection of a new body. The last in my lifetime, for now, the waters of the Mijae are gone, as is the old me." he said, smiling all the while.

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