Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24530992-20140713201717/@comment-24530992-20140714154951

Harold Burned-Mane wrote:

(Are the Daedra all gone?) (Nearly.)

A flood of thoughts exploded into his mind.

"What in Oblivion?!" He shouted, stumbing back and pressing his temples. He stumbled backward and over the railing, plummeting into the canal. He desperately swam to the top, but a nearly dead daedra grabbed his ankle and pulled him under. Vaniel brought his foot up and smashed it into it's face. He then climbed back onto the sides of the canal, spitting up dirty water while gasping for air. He stood up, eagerly searching for the source of the thoughts. He already knew the answer.

He clutched the Dwarven war axe and hastily made his way..