Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140528025208/@comment-12599067-20140529020529

(I knows he's kind of an ass, but is the group really going to put knives in Anaril's back because they don't agree with his way of thinking? If he was a traitor, then maybe, but I'm still having trouble understanding why they're going to kill him.)

Morrigan had caught Anaril's comment concerning his disdain towards Nords and seethed with silent anger, but made no moves towards Anaril as she followed the group further into the darkness. If she ever got hungry, however, she knew who she would look to first.

Volarano followed after Anaril, looking into the darkness for any signs of movement in his usual wary fashion. Eirik tailed after him, his mind still working as to what kind of abomination might be living in these caverns. He had heard tales of the Falmer and knew that they had become subhuman wretches after eras spent underground, and from what he had heard, they were not threats that were to be taken lightly. If the creature (or creatures) that awaited them in the very darkest tunnels was anything even remotely similar, they would likely be blind but still quite capable of finding them in the darkness with an acute sense of smell or hearing. This meant that it would be more than capable of finding them when they were lost in the darkness, and the thought of wandering in the caverns while something inhuman stalked them gave him cold shivers down his spine.