Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140407143747/@comment-10197675-20140417230008

         Nerandur slowly emerged from the mine he clambered his way up the stairs exhausted and tired, every step was a pain, as blood dropped from his mouth and pieces of bone rattled around in his flimsy wrist. Cresciuen Caerellius was waiting at the top of the stairs at the entrance to the mine nervously and to his relief he saw Nerandur stumbling towards him.

Cresciuen: Nerandur my boy you return. You seem to be injured were there any drauger down there?

Nerandur: No only tropical forests, lakes and long mountain ranges, as well as the women of your dreams, with blue butterflies surrounding her as she heads up to her palace!

Cresciuen: What, really!

Nerandur: No you foolish old man, if you want to end up in the state that I’m in then head down deeper into the mine, there are lots of drauger who can greet you in the pitch black, so they can lay ther maggot hands all over you!

Cresciuen: Boy, you did deal with the undead didn’t you, the minors will not go down there if..

Nerandur: Yes I did, also here’s your sword *throws hilt onto the ground* I am heading home.

Cresciuen: But Nerandur…

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; -ms-text-autospace:; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none;"><span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;">Nerandur then headed out of the mine and towards his home. Cresciuen picked up the hilt of his old sword.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; -ms-text-autospace:; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none;"><span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;">Cresciuen: What in Oblivion how did this happen?

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; -ms-text-autospace:; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none;"><span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;">The old Imperial then walked towards a table to examine the hilt more closely…