Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140617212149/@comment-24685738-20140620012437

The Redguard woman stared at Cyrus, now that he had regained his sanity.

"J'Kaar! Stebbens!"

The Khajiit and the Bosmer ran to her. "Pick him up, will you boys?"

They did as she asked.

The Redguard stared into Cyrus' eyes. "My name is Serena. Your name doesn't matter anymore."

The men around her chuckled.

'Serena' turned on them. "Shut up!"

They obliged.

Serena rolled her eyes and turned back to Cyrus. "Idiots..." She muttered. "If Emperor Telemachus doesn't want you, you will take your place in my circus. If you have no special talents we can use...."

She chuckled. "Well, I'm sure we can find something for a handsome, young Breton to do, now can't we?"

Cyrus spat in her face.

Instantly, the men surged forward, smacking him with heavy leather gloves.

He fell to the ground as they continued to beat him.

The last thing he saw before he fell unconscious was Serena's boot raised over his head, about to come down....

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Isis flew around for a long time, searching for Jaryl, before she collapsed from sheer exhaustion.

Just before she fell asleep, she saw an old, kindly woman staring down at her, nervously.