Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140407143747/@comment-10197675-20140429190708

(Guys i think i may not be on for quite a while after this message, for time just is not in my favour at the moe, but i will return, if its a week, month, months or even a day, i will return and so will Nerandur to complete his story, if you guys are still on the TLoN series or not i will still use Nerandur and join whatever series you all are on, but for now i guess its over and out... May TLoN NEVER DIE!!)

Meanwhile within Raven Rock...

After a day of isolation Nerandur finally opened his eyes after a long and painful sleep of sitting in a chair... but this time it was different the pain within the dunmers wrist had gone and Nerandur could move his hand freely again. With no hesitation the Dunmer springed out of the chair  he shouted...

Nerandur: MOTHER!!

There was no reply and to his unliking there was still no sign of her. Nerandur walked out of his house he looked into the ash riden market place of Ravon Rock, queer folk passed by, looking at one another with a shudder of untrust. Nerandur sheilded his eyes as the ashy wind abrazed agaist his face and through his hair.

Nerandur: Where are you mother?

Nerandur thought deeply remembering and thinking, a wise voice passed through his head "Follow… you’re instincts… go where your mind takes you… as you are the one who holds your future in your hands". The Mer then tuck a step forward turning left he then started running... running and running. Letting his mind lead him the Dunmer breezed away into the polluted and barren land of Solstheim...