Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24530992-20140822030715/@comment-24736819-20140822034949

(They aren't tall half-gods. Forset and Gud on the other side, hahahaha. Speaking of him...)

Forsetalundr woke up. He was in the middle of the desert, still.

"Fucking Morrowind... Fucking magic that transported me...", he muttered before resuming his walk towards Cyrodiil and the Imperial City.