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[Hehe, I know. My friend and I laughed till we cried. ]

Umbra watched him leave, then looked at Serana. "Where will you go?"

As Kevin walked up the steps to the next district he saw a towering tree- the Gildergreen in the middle of the courtyard, it was next to a Temple.
"Whoa...that's a big tree." Kevin sat on a bench under it and just started to have a conversation with himself in his mind.

[Heheh, I can imagine you doing that. Well, I'm gonna do a time-skip-of-a-thing here.]

Umbra had rented herself a room - Nathaniel one as well - and they each retired to them for much-needed rest. Though Umbra didn't rest long. She lay there staring at the ceiling, mostly - just as she had nearly a year earlier when all this began. Her most recent decision ran through her head, but she didn't ponder it too long. She was afraid that if she did, she would change her mind. And really, she had no other choice if she was to face a vampire lord who could harness the Voice.

She arose and left the inn, slinking through the nighttime streets of Whiterun until she reached the Mead Hall.

Jorrvaskr was just as she remembered it.

[Yyyep.]

(T'is epic, guys)


Back at the Castle Volkihar, Dalazer had left to his private quarters, only to be greeted by a dragon on his balcony. "What is it now?"

"My master is waiting for his Lahvu, Army..." The dragon spoke, watching Dalazer.
Dalazer sighed, dismissing the dragon. "Yes yes, tell him he will have it around the time he wanted to have it..."

[Oooh YAY! Dragons are involved now!]

Kevin was still thinking about life under the Gildergreen and he saw Umbra walk to a massive hall on his left,.
Thought you were in the inn? Knightingale stood up quietly, sheathing his sword and silently walked up the steps to the hall, following Umbra.

Umbra casually entered Jorrvaskr and peered around for a familiar face. The last time she had been here was quite a few years ago, before she left to train with the Greybeards of High Hrothgar. She had assisted the Companions in several endeavors, and ever since the death of their leader, the Harbinger Kodlak Whitemane, she had been presented with the offer to become their new leader, what with being the Dragonborn and all anyway. She had declined, thus closing that offer, but she hoped that another proposal had remained open...

It was nighttime, and very few people were milling about inside, but she spotted Aela the Huntress lounging on a bench nearby; the two of them had become very good friends during Umbra's time here. She approached, and Aela leaped up, her posture defensive. "Who are you?" she demanded. Umbra stammered, not knowing how to respond. How could Aela forget her?

[Long post is long. I'll give someone else an opportunity to post. ]

Kevin had sneaked into the hall and was watching Umbra converse with Aela
She must've known Umbra when she was an Argonian...
Knightingale was hiding behind a pillar and from his view he looked at the massive dining table centered in the room.
He saw....LASAGNE.
"Huh?" Kevin whispered to himself
Another Italian....?

[Kevin, you never fail to make me laugh with your lasagna fetish. ]

Umbra scratched her head, trying to think of a way to respond. Then she realized she had her fingers buried in hair and not feathers. "It's me, Umbra-of-Eclipse! The Dragonborn!" she said, all in one breath. "I- I'm human now!" Aela hesitated, looked Umbra closely in the eye, and squinted. "You sound the same," she muttered. "You've got the same eyes, too. Or eye. But how in all of Nirn could an Argonian turn into a human?"

"It's a long story," Umbra sighed. "And we haven't much time. Do you think you could-?"

"Hold on a second," Aela interrupted. "I now know who you are, but not him." She gestured to a support beam behind Umbra.

[Sooo... I know this is dead and all, but if you all could kinda tell me what you had planned for the plot in the future, I had intentions of writing a fanfiction based on this role play. Because it's simply too great to be forgotten. I was going to have Umbra become a werewolf and then she and her companions would then travel on to Volkihar to face Dalazer, unless you all had some kind of an intervention planned...]

(We truly would have to get this up and running again, it would be such a waste of good rp... I miss this rp, guys, and that tells a lot, seriously.)

[I miss it as well; this RP made my summer, like no joke this is all I did. It's become something much bigger than I expected it to. IT'S A PART OF ME, GUYS.]

(I'm with you, seriously. I always came here eagerly to see had someone posted on this rp)

[Ah, well, I'm glad to hear that. It was really enjoyable while it lasted.]

(Well, we could always try continue this?)

[We could... It'll be tough without the others, but... We could most certainly try.]

(Well, we can always take control of npcs and such )

[Ah, true. Well, if we're gonna RP then let's RP! Should be adapt to RP'ing where we left off or kinda go off on another plot altogether?]

(I'm not quite sure, which would you like?)

[Hmm. What if we start a plot based on Dragonborn?]

(Well Miraak already came to the pictures here?

[I know, but the plot's dead now anyway, we might as well start anew.]

(true... Maybe we should)

[Would you like for me to make a new topic or just continue in this one?]

(How about closing this one? Also, dibs for Miraak's spot xD)

[All right, and I was planning for you to be Miraak anyway. So should the new topic be marked as private or no?]

(Haha xD Which one would you prefer? Do you believe we could use some more roleplayers or are we good just as you and me?)

[To be honest I think we should keep it at the two of us... But if someone asks nicely we might let them join. :3]

(Well then it is settled)

[Indeed it is. Farewell to this topic.]

[Aaaaand it's posted.]