Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20131223145721/@comment-12599067-20131227003741

Jack chewed on that for a moment, silently weighing his options. "One does not simply defeat a Daedric Prince, Daithi. It would probably be best if we just took a short walk in Oblivion, get Mak, and get out. We'll have to make a deal, of course, but I'd worry more about that bridge when we cross it," he said, turning to look up at Anwen and Torene. "Ah, you're awake. Good. We should arrive at the Elder's Ring soon. But if you're wrong, Torene, there's a likely chance we'll be driven out of the Isles. No pressure, of course," he added.

Claudius shrugged and got up, turning and leading Paris to the window. He guestured to a Penitus Oculatus agent, who was leaning against a pillar and scanning the crowd with a look f boredom on his face. "Try casting an illusion spell on that guard," he commanded, peering down from to look at the unsuspecting sentry and see what happened.