Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140217201750/@comment-24123288-20140225011114

(My my. Stabbing is always fun is it not? :p)

It's Mikasa...the Breton thought in her head, lying back in the bed and throwing her arms behind her as she closed her eyes, starting to think.

''Mikasa...As an Empress, you will gain considerable influence. We should use that to our advantage...''the familiar voice of her Shadow friend whispered in her mind, scraping away at her humanity even now.

''How though? What could I do? Create more of you? ''

''That's a good idea. You'd need to be in a magically attuned place. Why else do you think he lived in Red Mountain?''

''Heh. That is true enough Shadow. And the Adamantine Tower...Seat of the Mage Empire would be very magically attuned.''

''Yes Mikasa...From there we will build and army out of the darkness. The very shadows themselves will become yours to mold and bend to our will. We will crush anyone and everyone who stands in our way!''

Mikasa laughed softly to herself.

''Yes...I like that. I like that a lot. Tamriel will be ruled by the Shadow Queen sat upon her Adamantine Throne!''

''Heh. Time for us to sleep Mikasa. We'll keep hidden. Wouldn't want your company to get...suspicious now would we? ''

You're right Shadow...Mikasa mumbled in her head. ''Time for rest. Tomorrow we head out. ''

We'll always be watching you Mikasa.

''We head out to High Rock. To become an Empress.''

Ruler...