Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20141117042712/@comment-11457306-20141119021844

"Dwemer," said Megan. She searched her newly acquired memories. "I don't find any knowledge of armor.  Who made it then?" She rose and went over to the basin and turned a tap to rinse her mug and fill it with water. When she returned to her seat, she sat back down about a foot away from him, her eyes twinkling. She was very aware of what he was trying to do and was sending him a clear message. Not so fast, Sera.