Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140126160553/@comment-10197675-20140126195527

(Previously...

Markloon rowed across towards Vvardenfell with all the might he had left, fueled from rage and sorrow he rowed onwards, only with one task in hand, to deplete Vidrons Magnamen for good. Markloon watched the shoreline gradually near, as his small boat split through the water rapidly, as he neared the shore Markloon quickly jumped out of the boat abandoning it just of shore, he then forced himself through the shallow cool water towards land. Ahead of him in the far distance Markloon could make out the top of the Red Mountain standing high above the clouds surrounding it. Markloon made his way out of the murky waters and immediatly started to sprint North towards the Red Mountain, his breaths were fluent and fast as his pace started to quickly increase, more and more smoke poutherd out of the Mountain and Markloon knew that by the second more and more Magnamen hatched. Markloon and came to a holt, he looked back seeing Vivec to the East, he then looked forward and saw Balmora to his left. He knew that Ald'ruhn lay ahead Norht West, so that is therefore where he aheaded, as he started to sprint of once more...)

Markloon raced Northwards as the settlement of Ald'ruhn was quickly brushed past, the large Mountain of lava and fire loomed ahead of him, Markloon forced his way onwards fueled on revenge and anger. As Markloon made his way Northwards it became clear that he was nearing the Red Mountain as the depth of ash that lay on the ground started to increase in depth. Markloon could now see the Mountain ahead of him "not far" he thought. As Markloon made his way up the Mountain he sensed alot of surspence around the lands of Vvardenfell, as a great war started to erupt..

Markloon ran up the final steps towards the maingate of the main chambers of the mountain, he then bursted through the Maingate and started marching in at a heavy and fast paced walk, his face was stern and angered, he made his way into the Main chaimber/hall, walking up to the current Minion Cheif.

Minion Cheif: My master... you..you return... is Nirn vanquished?

Markloon stared at the Minion slowly shaking his head, he then slowly walked towards the nervous Minion, who was now backing away.

Minion Cheif: Master.... wh-.. what are you doing..!

Markloon then grabbed the small minion by its neck and lifted it up of the ground, the Dark Lord then slowly started to choke the minion which let out loud and traumatic squeels that echoed around the halls. Other minions around raised there spears and carefully closed into the hall.

Markloon squeezed his hand around the Minions throat with extreme force..

Markloon: I WILL KILL ALL YOU SCUM!!

Markloon then heard small cracks in the minions neck, as green gunge started leaking out of its mouth, Markloon then released the minion onto the ground. The minion smacked onto the ground with a loud thud. Markloon looked at the surrounding Minions closing in on him, he drawed his Warhammer..

Markloon: RRAAAAGGGHHHH!!

Markloon swung his Warhammer around clunking six of the Minions around there heads and onto the ground they fell lifeless, Markloon then started to rapidly swipe and swing his Weapon at the oncoming Minions proseeding down a small corridor as he did so, the bravist of The Minions did not flee, only to be knocked down. Markloon made his way to the end of the hallway, inwhich he overlooked a great lake of lava, waiting to create its next batch of Magnamen. The lava bubbled and reacted as Men, Mer and beast prisoners were tossed down into the lava from Minions around the edge of the lake, also the dead corpses from old Minions and lost, unfortunate adventures were dumped in aswell.

Four large pillers stood high up from the lava supporting the rocky ceiling above. Markloon stared at the pillars thinking of a plan, he then stepped back knowing there was only one possible way of dealing with this succesfully. He brought his Warhammer back over his head and lunged forwards prepelling it through the air towards the four pillars, Markloon used all of his might, as the Warhammer ripped through the air traveling towards the pillars, Markloon watched with hope, as the Warhammer smashed into the first pillar and into the next. Markloon then looked up towards the ceiling which was now rumbling and cracking, large fragments of rock started to split of falling down into the lava, followed by more and more fragments, then the whole ceiling lost structure as it came crushing down towards the lake below, Markloon started to sprint up the hallway, as the ground started to violently shake, he looked behind seeing the hallway slowly cave in, Markloon increased his pace as he made his way into the Mainhall, he then dashed towards the exit, large portions of stone fell down from the ceiling, some landing on fleeing Minions. Markloon blasted out of the gate, followed by dust and rubble, he then leaped of the side of the Mountain rolling down the side uncontrollibly, the ground way shaking violently as the entrance to Vidrons chaimbers caved in on its self, aswell as the whole infurstructure of the Mountain..

Markloon thudded down onto the ground at the bottem of the Mountain and there he lay still on the vibrating ground below...