Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141012162512/@comment-3293219-20141013140310

"I'll be back... In the winter..." The Dunmer mumbled in his sleep, his fingers on his broken hand slowly moved as if they were responding to the dream, which prompted the whole arm to start throbbing. He grit his teeth and snarled as he awoke, the pain of it was almost unbearable...

Azarath lay on his back, panting heavily as he looked up to the ceiling as he adjusted to reality, his eyes slowly rolled to his left and he saw Elana beside him, completely naked. The Dunmer slowly pulled himself up, propping himself up on his elbows, to avoid hurting his hand as he sat up.

"Morning..." He grumbled, cradling his broken hand...