Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5320677-20140826123031/@comment-5583506-20140827010108

Gatz did as she was told and got inside the truck, resting his head against the window. His head was aching with thoughts and ready to burst any second now. Somehow it felt that the two Khajjits who had been looking for him had some sort of connection to his past, maybe even to Shabhira, the woman he was sent to kill. The woman in his dreams and the woman from his past, the one that had shot him at point blank range in the head.

He covered his empty socket as he felt a pounding pain coming from within. Somehow he wished that the Guild would have handed him another assignment. Something less troublesome...