Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141003213306/@comment-3293219-20141006083123

"You know, this morning you were dreaming about Morrowind..." Azarath began, glancing to the side and shrugging as he leant against the fence.

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Covin's rage had not been quelled, he lifted the argonian, with his chains and smashed his charred remains into oblivion, screaming in rage as her did so before throwing him across the room. He panted heavily before marching off, hoping to find those cowardice pups that fled the battle scene.