Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140528025208/@comment-5543592-20140528232009

Man of steak wrote:

"My name is Venturian. Where am I?" "A living hell.  Don't bother asking, we don't know.  Just know that if you want to live, you're stuck with us now." Said Anaril and with that he turned away from Venturian. He peered down the hallway.

Eogan approached the Nord and pulled him to his feet. "I hope your not tired.  There won't be rest for a while."

Anaril was still glancing down the corridor. "Alright, everyone, single file, in we go." The Altmer headed in, flames sparkling to life in his left hand to illuminate the room.