Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20131228220756/@comment-3293219-20131229124040

(Poor sick Emma...

Hopefully, it's gone from your system now.

It still sucks.)

Nish's eyes slowly began to open as the figure that leant over him blurred into focus. To his surprise, it wasn't Eilonwyn, she was far too old and looked too much like a breton...

Nish panicked and moved away but his arm was pinned down by the sleeping dunmer besides him, he glanced back in fear, before noticing that it was Agatha.

"Funny, you don't react that way when you wake up to her face..." She chuckled to herself, darkly. Her tone still sent shivers down his spine, even though he expected it now...

"Well... yeah, I expect to wake up to her." He mumbled, pushing her gently off his arm and trying not to wake her, though this was a dream, so he probably couldn't. "What do you want?"

"So much..." Agatha muttered, though he knew that she wasn't talking about what she wanted from him, she got up and went across the room.

"Since when did you start appearing infront of me anyway?" The breton smirked, pulling up a chair that he didn't remember being there before. "Did the cloud of crows thing, get boring after a while?"

The old witch just smirked, "I always like to strike some fear into someone, before offering them a deal. It gives them a slight reminder of the consiquences of betrayal or backing out..."

"Okay... what do you want from me?" Nish asked, trying to get a real answer.

Agatha smiled, a fake smile that proved that Nish knew why she was here. She wanted something and she intended to collect...

"You owe me a favour..."

Nish stopped, trying to remember what favour he owed her. "I'm... kind of in the middle of repaying that favour."

"Are you?" She glanced over to Eilonwyn as she slept and chuckled lightly to herself, "doesn't look like it... besides, I haven't told you how I want you to repay me."

"By killing Dunlammus..." Nish replied, remembering their conversation three years ago, the events before and after etched into his dreams.

"Oh... not that favour, I'm talking about my recent kindness..." Agatha gestured towards Eilonwyn, "You know as well as I do, that she'd still be in that tower with Ferrin, were it not for my intervention." She then looked up, her cold red eyes began to saturate and become a darker red, "As I said... you owe me a favour..."

Nish looked around, uncomfortably. She had him here... "Alright, what do you want?"

"Well... first off, you should know that Dunlammus isn't the one that I want you to kill but him perishing is of no concern to me. Vidron is your target... 'Champion."

Nish looked away, he hated being called that. It made him feel like a pawn of sorts and he had no intention of being this witch's errand boy, no matter what she had done for him.

"Second of all... I saved the one thing that you cherish in this world. In return, I ask that you do the same for me." Agatha glanced up at him, she looked somewhat pained. An emotion that Nish would never have expected from someone who had little trace of humanity left.

"What do you mean?"

Agatha stood up and went over to the bed, "Lilly appears to have taken after her mother, finding very powerful sorcerers and angering them through meddling." The witch turned back and gazed into the breton's eyes, a magnetic stare that was just impossible to resist. Nish could feel his eyes being pulled along to make contact with the witch's as energy flew out of them and flowed gently into his eyes and information quickly filled his brain. Several images of a tower, Lilly and an old dunmer wizard of sorts, quickly, filled his mind and he suddenly knew the location of a tower, that had been long hidden on the outskirts of Cheydinhal.

"Fort... Farragut..." Nish murmured, hypnotically.

He noticed that he was lay in his bed, staring up at the ceiling, he glanced to his left to see Eilonwyn watching over him.

The information was still swimming around his head.