Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140330115358/@comment-27783182-20140404224924

"Technically I'm from Morrowind, since I was born there, but I don't want to talk about it..." She sighed.

Vaynivah took another bite from the Sweetroll and felt something more solid. She looked at her own Sweetroll and saw some pieces of warm potato.

"This is an odd breakfast..." She turned her head to the Innkeeper. "Hey! I think you gave the wrong order to me, serjo!"

The Innkeeper came running to Vaynivah.

"We're incredible sorry, ma'am. I'll find the right order."

"You better be..." She said in an intimidating deep voice, with bleeding creepy eyes. She turned back to Pilerious, turning back to normal. "So you were born in Cyrodiil, eh?"

"What do you know of this wonderful place?"