Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-2165692-20140212141252/@comment-24818339-20140228020520

Lenarius went and sat in an old creaky chair. Despite being starving, he went into deeper thought.

''Why am I here? I miss my home... Too much.'' Lenarius felt a small pang of regret, from just running from High Rock.

His family, gone. But no, he wont fall into depression. Depression is for... milk drinkers. What he wanted truly was ''revenge... Those savage beasts just ripped them apart...''

"Inn keeper, sir?" Lenarius called. "I need something to eat and drink."

"Right away." The innkeeper approached Lenarius.

"Venison and Black-Briar mead please." Lenarius requested.

"Of course." The innkeeper went into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of mead and venison.

"Here you go, sir." The innkeeper said. He handed lenarius a plate of venison chop and a warm bottle of mead.

"Thank you." Lenarius handed the innkeeper a handful of Septims, along with 10 extra for a room.

Lenarius quickly ate up the venison and drank the mead, then walked to his room. He sat on the bed and just stared at the floor for about 5 minutes. He then turned and put his head on his pillow. He didn't realise how tired he was. Lenarius then drifted into a deep sleep.