Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24449631-20140905103828/@comment-3293219-20140905175111

June watched the battle from the hillside, her stomach sank as it looked even worse in the morning, the walls were destroyed, the city was burning and more soldiers were pouring in like bacteria in an open wound. Nadira and Azarath were either in that city and dead or alive and somewhere else, there's no way that they would stay there as Nadira would flee a war and Azarath was never one for causes. If they were...

Together as impossible as it would be, they would probably both agree on leaving, so the only question left was...

Where are they now?

Azarath, if he is calling the shots or is on his own, would be heading to Morrowind, if June could guess correctly but everyone knows that it was dead, ash, ruin. No, Azarath wouldn't go straight there, he'd go to somewhere like it, Windhelm, Solsthstiem.

The Nord didn't know this for sure though and she wasn't one for assumptions, assumptions can get you killed. Knowing full well that she needed some concrete evidence that they were even here to begin with, she began her descent to the ruins of the city.

Hopefully, she'd be the one to find them, kill Azarath and drag Nate's little brat home.