Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140512193524/@comment-3293219-20140513215259

Set looked ahead, unable to break his eye from Telemachus' past...

He knew this scene well, he'd lived it in his dreams, every night for the last decade. He saw this scene every night, when he went to sleep and every morning when he woke up. He remembered the sleepless nights that followed, the massacre at dawn, the blood on his hands...

The Bosmer stood in silence, in a rare instance, he found himself doing it out of respect for someone that he could empathise with. Though the rain water wasn't fire, he could only imagine that it had the same effect...

Jaryl looked down to Isis and grinned at her, oblivious to what had happened between Set and Miri, he just watched, like he was watching a movie. Captivated but not invested...

