Falin stepped inside and studied the mess. "Well, this is certainly a new one. But they knew we were coming. And that's concerning."

'I know that handwriting. I know it!' Sauriil growls.

A female voice comes from some corner of the room. She chuckles, seductivly 'Oh dear. You found my plaything!'

Veyd readied his scythe "who are you!" he demanded

"Show yourself!" Makor draws his Volendrung as Iisk tries to get a scent. 

YolGoraagSingh

"Show yourself!" Makor draws his sword as Iisk tries to get a scent. 

(you mean volundrung :/)

Veyd Sahvoz

(you mean volundrung :/)

(damn wrong thread, thanks doe!) 

(ya welcome my good sir ;)

The woman stepped forward, she was covered in scales. 'Hello there!'

'Who are you?'

'You don't remember me? You don't recognise me? Well, I'm hurt! You should know who I am . . . father.'

'Mortha--'

Falin paled. "M-Mortha . . .? What?"

StrunLokSingh

The woman stepped forward, she was covered in scales. 'Hello there!'

'Who are you?'

'You don't remember me? You don't recognise me? Well, I'm hurt! You should know who I am . . . father.'

'Mortha--'

(DUN DUN DUUUUN. XD. I didn't know sauriil had a daughter)

"w-why have you done this mortha?" asked Veyd in worry and wondering why in Oblivion mortha was here

Veyd Sahvoz

(DUN DUN DUUUUN. XD. I didn't know sauriil had a daughter)

"why have you done this mortha?" asked Veyd in worry

"Mortha?" Makor Volendrung "I don't understand you were." 

YolGoraagSingh

Makor sheathes his sword

(Volundrung!)

Ahkrinfeynvokun

(Volundrung!)

(shit, so used using the sword tanks doe)

'Well,' Mortha tapped her chin, 'Ah, yes. Remember when you found me tortured. Yes, Dovahthur decided he wanted to "play" with me. I have to say . . . I enjoyed it, a lot. And I guess his . . . cream made me into this, eventually it burst out, and I have the power of a God! No, more power than a God!'

Sauriil gritted his teeth, 'My own brother . . .'