Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140829030614/@comment-12599067-20140831034332

(I concur with Shills and Rider. Wouldn't be the same without you, Fishy.)

Morrigan flushed with embarrassment upon realizing she had made herself look foolish but attempted to put it aside while Rhiannon dealt with the server. Once she was gone, Morrigan listened intently to Rhiannon's suggestion, up until the mention of changing her appearance, where she flinched slightly. She was not unfamiliar with the supposed 'flesh sculptors' and knew scattered bits and pieces about their practices, or at least enough to know that they did use plenty of sharp objects in their work.

"If it's possible, I'd like to keep knives away from my face, please. I don't like the thought of what might happen, especially if I sneezed," Morrigan answered. "I'd also prefer to keep my face just in case I happen to meet someone I used to know."

"And if it makes it any easier, you don't have to clear all my bounties, either. Just the ones in Morthal and Solitude would be fine," Morrigan offered.