Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5424581-20140109162220/@comment-17114085-20140110194746

The Yokudan was still making its way to Bravil, they were passing by the coast of Black Marsh. The last of the stolen loot was sold in some argonian port. "So Ures....how has working for Diresi been treating you?" Daron asked.

"Not good, I'm stuck with you now." said the Dunmer. He looks down at the chains binding his hands together. "Are the chains really necessary?"

"Of course, I know you Ures, you are a sneaky grey skin. The first time I look away and bam you're gone. No no no I'm not giving you that chance." Said the redguard. He took a large sip of rum, "So was the staff worth it?"

"It isn't worth the trouble, it made us wanted in the entire Empire. Diresi has also gone a little crazy, I don't think he wants to sell the thing anymore." said Ures.