Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10197675-20140107195049/@comment-3293219-20140111113221

Manja had woke up early and gone for a walk, trying to clear her head.

She must have walked around the city of Cheydinhal, ten times or so as she tried to clear her head, she couldn't rest until this was all over.

Bridge Inn
Sinir had, had a few drinks now and his confidence was begining to boost.

"Hey... you said, the- those dunmer are... weak, right?" He slurred.

Bologra was still relatively sober, he simply shrugged in response. "Yeah, I knocked him flat on his ass..."

"Well, I bet I could take him, all of 'em!"

"Go for it!" Bologra replied with a grin, this khajit was so scrawny that he would likely get his ass handed back to him on a silver plate, complete with tail.

"Alright!" Sinir stood up, reaching down to roll up his sleeves but then he quickly remembered that he didn't have any. He shook it off by storming over to the dunmer that had given him 'mean looks' before.