Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20141021223709/@comment-25327264-20141026105215

Three hundred mages streamed into Shors Stone the Black Fang offered limited resistance to the cultists. The civilian populace promptly surrendered. The sky turned a sickly shade of black and green. Acrophya was joining Tamriel, the black tentacles of Hermeaous Mora appeared. Tarrov smiled and laughed maniaclly. Seekers now dotted the landscape meandering around the landscape.

"Oh great Hermeous Mora, we are those who have remained true to your righteous teachings, we ask that in exchange for our sacrifice to you, you bestow us with the powers needed to subjagate the non-believers!"

"It will be done, mortal!"

Tarrov felt the ancient knowledge and magicks flow through his veins. All power would be his.