May. 8th, 2024

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"I think it may be time to tell you what's really going on."

How quickly he had fled that little room in Balmora, after Caius had told him, all the while clutching the little decoded paper revealing the Emperor's mad plans for him. He returned to the fort ahead of schedule, with little explanation, and slept uneasily.

Indeed, true rest would not find him at all. For at all times, now, his dreams haunt him.

Lord Voryn Dagoth, Dagoth Ur! Steadfast liegeman, faithful friend, bids you come and climb Red Mountain!

He's trying to hide here, now. But even with a drink in his hand, his restlessness shows. He tries to sit down. Instead, he paces back and forth, moving between furniture as though THIS booth will be the place that lets him settle. Finally, he heads outside with a jug of mazte in his hand, staring over the lake and trying to lose himself in drink.

Botherable, though he's quite bothered already.