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PurpleBox
Quite on the Outside, a raging storm Inside.
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10-23-2017, 09:02 PM
"Morning....." Ophelia eyed the elf that had greeted her just outside the walls of Helgen for a moment, the elf looked shifty... bu then again who didnt look shifty when a Imperial caravan as coming through... Ophelia herself could have been mistaken for a bandit if it wasnt for her more well kept armor and hair. Looking back towards the village she saw peopel exiting the Inn to watch teh group that the Imperials where bringing.
It made her feel sick, though the antics of her birth land where no better when it came to fighting or dealing with 'traitors'. Even though she was a Breton, Ophelia believed in all 9 of the gods...more so because Arkay was said to have been mortal once...so why couldn't another mortal ascend to godhood in life or death.
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Corroc felt eyes on him as every one began to move out of the inn, the Breton male got swept up in the crowd and soon he was outside and could see the carts with Imeprial troupes and prisoners that looked like the guards from Windhelm. Up over the mountains in teh distance something caught the thiefs eyes for a moment... it looked big and was swooping over teh mountain... like it was headign towards them, then a sound like a roar echoed around.
The Breton heard teh female Imperial in full armor say it was nothing and then something about to get the parishioners moving. Something fell in the pit of Corroc's stomach, he didn't know weather it was pity or another emotion as the first prisoner got called to the block, he heard a man in teh crowd around him yell 'Justice!' as a female voice cowed out 'Death to the Stormcloaks.'.
It got harder to focus on that was going on as Corroc could swear he could hear and feel a thrumming sound getting closer.
It was as that sound got to it's height that every one saw the Dragon.
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Ophelia had moved with the caravan of prisoners into Helgen... she still had things to trade after all, the slumbering beast inside her felt on edge and the girl with hair like fire ground her teeth together to push the beast back to sleep. Her control over her inner beast had surprised even the Harbinger of the Companions, Ophelia felt the call of the wolf but she was able to resist it with surprising calmness. She had to guess that it came form being able to wrangle all her wild younger siblings who could be animals sometimes when they got hyper.
As the first prisioners head was severd and the smell of blood reached her nose Ophelia had to close her eyes and turn away from the scene to keep her control from growling in anger at teh scene. "Maybe I should have pushed on till Riverwood." She spoke to herself as she heard another prisoner get called up to the block.
The she heard it.
The beat of massive wings as a roar and boom filled the air as the Dragon attacked.
Chaos erupted around the female Companion.
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The second roaring shout that left the beast had knocked Corroc onto his arse and almost knocked the wind out of the young Breton, his vision was blurred for a moment and a ringing sound echoed in his ears along with shouting and sounds of fighting. When he coudl finaly see properly, all Corroc saw was Chaos.
Miiyako:
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