Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24736819-20140829223802/@comment-24685738-20140901034241

Darik stood on a balcony of the temple, staring out into the Vale. His sharp, piercing eyes did not seem to miss a thing. "Elen." He said, hearing her light footsteps come up behind him. "Why are you here? Shouldn't you be with Master Kavari?"

Elen sighed. "I know, Master, but-"

"That is where I instructed you to be, and that is where you should be!" Darik snapped, turning around. He noticed her visibly cringe, and his gaze softened. "I am sorry, Elen, but matters have been pressing me, as of late." Elen nodded, weakly, but said nothing. "Did you have another one of your 'attacks'?" Darik asked, trying to soothe over the tension.

"Yes, master..." Elen whispered.

Darik nodded, patting her arm. "All will get better, my dear, as time goes on." He with drew his hand, and stared into the young girl's eyes. "Go and rest, Elen..."

The Dunmer girl nodded, and left the balcony, heading for her quarters.

Darik turned back around, staring into the Vale. I know you are there...

The hooded figure came out of the shadows, and sat on the railing. "Yes, I know you're there, too."

"Why have you come?" Darik asked, his brow furrowing. "How did you come?"

The hooded figure raised a hand, placing a finger to his dark lips. "That is my little secret, dear boy."

Darik's scowl deepened. "Leave this place, or I will retaliate in full. Kavari won't be here to stop me."

The hooded figure laughed, full of mocking. "Yes, master." He mock-bowed, and disappeared, into the shadows.

Darik turned back to the Vale, his frown never leaving him. ''If he can get in..... Surely, others can, too...''

And they will come for her...