Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27783182-20131221200431/@comment-24280666-20131222194959

(I'm sorry sith. My brother had my permission but I guess he didnt finish. I can only apologize.)

"Mmmmmm-mmm-mmmph!" grunted Nesros as he heard an arrow readied. He began to chew through his gag. He had almost finished when the mer spoke. "Nesros. I am the Huntsman. Do you know where Ferrin died? I need to use the excess Magicka to make a gap to a certain plane of Oblivion. Now, speak!" finished The Hunstman. "No. I can at least give him that!" shouted Nesros before jumping up and kicking the mer in the face. He looked around and saw a window. He jumped out of it, rope in his hand. He realized he was in the imperial city. Perfect. He continued to swing and swing. He saw the inn and landed. He walked past C'laro and Manja. He went up to his room. The teleportation made him sick.