Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-6006054-20140427163833/@comment-12599067-20140427231031

If Viresa had been any less restrained, she probably would've given Nahlgaaf a faceful of elven metal before he could speak another word from behind that mask of his. Instead, she simply leaned forward and narrowed her eyes at Nahlgaaf, red eyes flashing dangerously as she wordlessly commanded his attention.

"Look here, serjo. I survived the wrath of the Red Mountain and the Argonian invasion, and wandered the ash wastes of Morrowind and the tundras of Skyrim as a mercenary for years after that. If you are challenging my ability as a swordsman, I would be happy to show you what I've learned in that time," Viresa answered coldly, loosening her elven sword in it's scabbard so she would be able to draw it at a moment's notice.