Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10197675-20131224092505/@comment-10197675-20131227185931

(Well i guess i will comment from there onwards then)

The Presence moved closer to the High Elf walking slowly, its face still motionless and its eyes still glowing bright..

Meanwhile within the presences head...

Yargon moved slowly away from the magna man who was now charging up a fire spell, it blurted out.

Magna man: MORTAL KIND DEAD... VIDRON IS NOW LORD... YOU DIE TOO!!

Yargon then ran back into his house, a note lay on the round table...

It said:

Cliffs, they can be extremely high my love...

Aedral...

Yargon read note and confusion set within him, faint memories started to hit him, he started to wonder where he was.. he started to remember that very cliff and what had happened for he still blammed it on himself... Yargon now knew this was not Tamreil he was in, but his mind, a currupt version of it..

Yargon then ran out of the door onto a large strech of vast land, dead bodies lay on the ground, half burried in snow.. Yargon turned over a body that lay by his feet, it was a vampire and so were the rest of the bodies, Yargon then started to run... and run he could hear the echos of chants and screams, Yargon could see a ridge infront of him, he stopped. More echos of voices were heard, and then they were'nt. Yargon stood on the ridge looking down he recognised it as a cliff, Yargon stared at the base of it...