Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5320677-20140826123031/@comment-5583506-20140830190729

When Gatz finally opened his eye, he found himself hanging in chains from a wall. He looked around dazed. His head still ached. Judging from the looks of the walls he would guess that he was being held in some underground facility of some sort.

"Are you awake, Da'Shanji?" said a male Khajiit in front of him.

When he came into focus Gatz noticed that he looked almost practically the same as he did himself. Black fur and all. They both belonged to a rare breed of Cathay-raht and Gatz had never come across anything like himself before... until now.

"Sorry if this one hit you a bit too hard", said the Khajiit. "Shabhira told this one that Ran'Jinro can be a little rough sometimes. So no offense taken, right?"

Gatz was still too dazed to reply the Khajiit in front of him.

"But this one got to say that he is impressed by seeing you here, alive and all. Even after Shabhira fed you that shot to your head." He approached Gatz and stared straight into his empty socket. "Seems like this is the second blow you have taken to your head and survived, huh? Does it hurt? No, no, no, no! Don't answer that! This one wants to find out for himself someday!"

A door opened somewhere in the distance and another Khajiit stepped in.

"Ah, sister dearest!" said Ran'Jinro to the newly arrived. "This one did as he was told and brought you an old familiar face. Da'Shanji has returned to the Obsidian Children!"