Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140210211511/@comment-3293219-20140211091338

Kaizen had been tending to fire of his new camp for some time, cooking his prisoner's dinner. It was now evening; the sky was slightly golden as the sun began to set over the Nibenay valley as every honest person was heading home for the night.

The Black Argonian was somewhat pleased with his progress; he was just west of the priory, when a party of bandits attacked him. They didn't know what they were dealing with and Kaizen, quickly, dealt with them. He threw their bodies down the hill, so that Petra wouldn't see them and lose her appetite.

Maybe I should just knock her out on the way back... Kaizen thought to himself as he turned the skewer again.

He had already eaten, hoping to avoid giving Petra the chance to poison him. He had to keep in mind, that his death meant her freedom and she may get desperate enough to try anything...

Even throw herself at him again...