Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20140928191343/@comment-25038310-20141004180548

"Listen, this is your crusade, I'm not going to -.. "

At that moment, a tapping could be heard from the window. A small child dressed in ragged clothing and a blank expression had a letter in his hand.

Sander opened the window, and the child handed him 7 letters, all had an individual and strange seal.

He frowned, and dismissed the child, closing the window.

He spread the letters on the table, and read all of their contents. He smiled at each and every one of them.

"It seems I'm getting quite alot of.. refunds for this Behemoth thing, as well as an extra pay for any more information I can give. I'm in. " He said, shaking the hand of Meladran like he had agreed to a deal.

"And I'm still expecting our agreed upon amount of Septims, Elf. "

He turned to the Ghost Wolf for a moment, before returning to the table, and smoking his cigarette.