Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-24267938-20130729190508/@comment-3322638-20130730110710

Hircus watched. The entire thing was bit odd. First some dudes shout at a magic creature, then the thing whizzes off somewhere. Then these people are saying something about daedra and.......

Gahhh!

Hircus never felt so strong, so powerful! But pain mingled in his body as well.

The feeling faded, but he realized the implications. A Daedra was nearby, and the 10 people were moving towards it.

In a pinch, Hircus decides, he must try to stop the ten. Any enemy of daedra won't exactly greet him with a mug of beer. Fortunately, a guardian appeared and caught hold off a scryer. How he pulled it, he didn't understand, but needs to get close. Those .....beings and the humans would pose trouble to.....

Yarrgh!

The burst of strength jumped. His eyes gleamed with evil. Hatred.

He readied his blade......Burn...Kill.....Control......

He blinked. He got an idea of who was in the house. Should he interfere, the freedom he enjoys now is forfeit.

So he quickly pulls out a Conjuration book and a soulgem, along with a daedra heart, of which he has plenty. Using these he conjured a bow and produced an arrow. He nocked, drew the bow, and took aim........