Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-13615389-20140813043127/@comment-13615389-20140813045705

(I was originally going to wait for the Blackrose to end before continuing this, but since Shills has already gone ahead and made his, there's really no point in waiting anymore.)

"Excellent work." The Duke noted towards Blade, before crouching down to Shila's level. "Cooperate, and you'll get out of this alive, and with your legs in working condition." he stated ominously to a scowling Shila, "Who is the Lord of the Sands?" Shila spat onto his mask.

"Rot in Oblivion." she said.

The Duke slapped her across the face with his heavy metal gauntlet, causing her to fall back, and giving her a fairly large bruise on her cheek. "Same question."

"Same answer." Shila spat. The Duke got ready for another, when she crawled back in fear.

"Same. Question." he said.

"Hmph. Have your answer, dog, it makes no difference. The Lord of the Sands, also known as the Scarab King, is our lord." She replied, as if expecting him to know what that exactly mean't.

"And who exactly is 'our'?" The Duke inquired.

"Our, being 'The Scarab's Order', lead by the wise Kharu."

So the leader was sending a message here... "Where can we find him?"

"Kharu?" Shila said. "If you have a deathwish, go to 'The Bat's Fall Cave' in the Alik'r Desert. Every map of it has it marked, and everyone knows to stay away from it." She hissed. "The Scarab King is almost awake, he will have all your heads."

"And who exactly is The Scarab King? Kharu?" The Duke asked.

Shila laughed. "The Scarab King is the son of Molag Bal and his human victim. Due to being half-human, the king can sustain his form on Nirn after he is summoned. And he will lead our order to victory."

The Duke expression quickly turned into shock and concern. He grit his teeth. "We'll see about that." He jammed his metal finger into Shila's neck, and she fell limp immediately. "Tie her up. I'll have someone send her back to Cyrodiil." Daven set to doing just that.