Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140521200039/@comment-3293219-20140522163921

Set continued to stumble along the Silver road, like he did all those years ago. Shambling like the undead as he felt his emotions, feelings and sentience melt to the back of his mind...

He closed his eye and breathed out, heavily as he found himself fixated on Julie's words. He was hungry, tired, weak and what little energy he had was slowly being drained by his depression. He didn't have long now...

The Bosmer noticed that there was somebody approaching him, though he didn't bother to look to see who it was as it was a Breton man, with long, blonde hair. Nobody who he knew...

He wasn't paying attention to anything, so he didn't notice the man's odd attire as he shuffled past him.

"E-Excuse me, sir?" He asked, hoping to grab Set's attention and brining him back to life. He snapped out of his trance, shaking his head and looking back to him.

"Y-Ye-" Set was interrupted as something heavy and metal struck him across the face, with a loud 'clang.' The Bosmer fell back, landing on the floor, with a thud.