M'Iyke (my Oblivion character)
A few expendable blades
Voice of Sheogorath
A few expendable Deadra
High Chancelor Ocato
Expendable Imperial City Guard
"We're too late!" Martain exclaimed, "All hope is lost! Mehrunes Dagon walks!"
M'Iyke pulls his sword from a dead Deadra,
"There's go to be something we can do!" He said in his scratchy Khajit voice.
The sword M'Iyke was holding disappeared, catching the already distressed Martin by surprise, and then re-appeared in his sheath. This time it was slightly longer and had a different stone in the middle.
"What just happened to your weapon?" Martin asked quickly going through a list of Deadric items in his mind.
"Oh, this, it does that, never mind it for now" The Khajit said, who began to reach for it but stopped. An idea popped into his mind, one that could end all the current troubles, maybe even start a new era of piece...and chaos
"HOLD!" The Khajit boomed, but there was something different