Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140629123924/@comment-3293219-20140701111636

The door opened, revealing the 'mine' below.

There was a sea of minotaurs, with the odd khajiit or Argonian, holding pickaxes and chipping at the walls, they seemed to be minning something, shackled together and to the wall. Altmer patrolled behind them, ready to intervene if anyone stepped out of line or refused to work, the worst part about it was the heat from the blast furnace, which Petra could feel from the top of the stairway.