Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-9062114-20140402153927/@comment-25012303-20140404005718

Silus stumbled through Tamriel's terrain, tripping over his feat and the roots, darkened by the sky. He grabbed his head as his eyes widened, and his mouth began going slack.

"Too many voices. Too many voices..." The man thought.

He walked through many different areas, until he arrived in the company of a fellowship. He saw an Argonian male, and attempted to make his way towards him. He made it about ten feet, before collapsing on the ground.

His last thoughts before unconsciousness were uttered quietly, in his high voice.

"Feed the madness and it feeds on you.. Feed the madness.."