Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140205203111/@comment-27783182-20140207131713

J'dharjo was floating through the roads of Cheydinhal. He saw a library and opened the door.

I wish this guy knows how to speak my language...

J'dharjo flew towards the library owner and looked at him, speaking in Dwemeris, asking for a book about Necromancy or Sorcery. He may be a mage, but his knowledge about Necromancy wasn't the best. J'dharjo's voice looked like the Black Door's voice.

"Look, i got a book about Necromancy, but you have to do something to me in order to get it from me." The owner said. The owner, as a knowledgeable person, knew what J'dharjo was saying. (he owned a library, for god's sake!)

J'dharjo raised an eyebrow, however the mask didn't let the owner see. He asked, still talking in Dwemeris, about the favor.

"You need to kill someone for me." The owner whispered to J'dharjo. "His name is Kinther."

J'dharjo sighed, and nodded in agreement. He flew out of the library towards the Chapel.