Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27783182-20131222234409/@comment-5583506-20140105191323

Harold Burned-Mane wrote: Ertius got up, sword in hand, and walked over to the Khajiit, "Rashka is it? Why are the other guards after you? Can't be because of a few debts...." he looked over the khajiit. Rashka looked around wildly. The familiar rattling sound of Imperial armor closing in.

"Rashka assumes that if a guard see Khajiit running, Khajiit must have done something bad. And this one have done bad things, this is true. But if Rashka guards the mighty Imperial's back he would have done something good, yes? Rashka will even help the Imperial find the Elder Scroll he overheard this one talking about with fellow men of Elsweyr before the nasty vampire showed up."

He looked pleading at the Imperial. He felt ridiculous and pathetic, but perhaps that was the way it was meant to be. If this man could indeed help him out of this mess, he would be grateful. And indeed, if these Elder Scrolls were of such great importance and value, there could be a great reward in gold waiting for him. He would of course give the Imperial his twenty-five percent of the gold. It only seemed fair...

He heard the guards standing in the doorway. Arms raised and pointing at his back...