Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140129214229/@comment-3293219-20140131155750

Rowan was the first to make it to the top of the stairs, he noticed a corridor as well as another flight of stairs.

Worryingly, there was no sign of battle. Had the others fallen to Vidron? Had they even made it that far?

Manja pushed past the nords and began to sprint down the corridor, the rest of the group would be there...

They must be there...

The nord burst through, seeing everyone huddled around Nish's body, they looked saddened.

No, it was more serious than that. They were grieving...

Oh gods no...

She ran over to him, pushing Tobias out of the way to take her place by his head.

"Nish?" She looked up to Lilly, hoping for a diagnostic. "What the hell happened to him?!"

Lilly paused, she didn't know, she truly didn't know.

"My mother... said something about seeing Eilonwyn, she attacked him and dissapear-."

"Wai-wait... your mother did this to him?" Manja snapped, her grief quickly turning into anger as she ran her hand down his face.

"He's okay! He's just asleep!" Lilly assured her, "my mother wouldn't kill him, I know her, she wouldn't!"

Manja nodded, accepting Lilly's truth.

It would't make sense for her to kill him, anyway. Though, something hit her...

"Wait... see Eilonwyn? She's..." Manja looked up, seeing the dunmer lay a few feet away from where Lilly was kneeling, she gasped as she realised what had happened. "N-Nish... I'm..."

She grabbed hold of his hand, noticing that Lilly was holding the other one and sat, patiently, waiting for hm to wake. She glanced up at Lilly, several times as the worry began to sink in...

If he went into a coma, the last time he thought she was dead... what's he going to do this time? She looked down at her breton, running her fingers through his hair and begining to wel up, she had to keep him alive.

She had to be there... get him through this.

After, what felt like, an eternity they heard Nish's final breath. It was long and drawn out, emotionless and... dead.

The looked up as the emotion left his face, as if his soul was in the vapour of his last resporational discharge.

Manja pressed her ear against his chest... but she knew that he was dead.

She grabbed him, by the shoulders and pulled him closer, wrapping her arms around him and crying into his shoulder.

(Got to go home now...

I'll be back in an hour, people can come in and interract now.)