Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141012162512/@comment-3293219-20141012173631

The Dunmer wiped his brow as he stepped into the temple, he could feel the presence inside mocking him, only adding to his frustrations.

Shut up!

Well, you did resemble a clown, running through a series of dwarven traps... A toneless voice replied, getting the Dunmer to stop on the spot, his eyes shifted from side to side.

''Who... Is this?''

Don't you have a princess to rescue?

Azarath paused, gritting his teeth, he knew that the voice was right, even if he was going crazy, Elana mattered more but he obviously couldn't just let it go...

''Look, I'm helping you, for now, just... Go...''

The former bandit chief clenched a fist, frustrated at being completely powerless all of a sudden but seeing the importance of pushing past it. He moved on, heading straight for Elana's 'private room,' hopefully there wouldn't be too many security checkpoints...

Who was he kidding? He was screwed...