Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24449631-20140901211815/@comment-5543592-20140903231013

Fritjof let a throwing star fly, slicing the rope dangling Nadira, dropping the Breton in a heap. He looked at Julian.

"You're out of your league, pal.  Go back and play with the little people in High Rock.  It's a man's world out here.  Do you realize how stupid you sound?  You've hunted two people, one a girl, with no resources half-way across Tamriel.  For a group of 'badass' archers and mages, that's a shit job.  I'd kill myself if I were you.  Literally."