Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20131228033942/@comment-12599067-20131228170527

Jack scowled but knew better than to cross Torene, from what Mak had told, she was not the kind of person you wanted to anger. He bit back a cutting remark and gave a short nod to Makoru before exiting the room. Makoru took another bite of steak and tasted a little bit of the potion Torene had given him. It tasted bitter, but it made his head feel much better, so he decided he could stand it for the time being. As he drank, his mind cleared, and a few memories drifted back into his mind: a swirling portal of night, an underground valley, and a vague memory of an island.

He looked up at Torene. "So... why did you rescue me from the Thalmor? What good does a banished prince serve you?" he asked, still cautious but starting to feel a little more secure on the boat. He was warm, dry, and being cared for, and that was what mattered.