Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140627133851/@comment-24123288-20140628225611

(I did. I had lots of fun! The most fun I've had in years :P)

Julie smiled faintly, tuing her hair up and wandering into the armoury. The Dunmer peered around, her smile growing wider as she recognised a certain Katana. She walked over to it, wrapping her hand around the hilt and gazing at the long daedric work of art. "Hello, old friend..." She purred, running her finger along the blade, before gripping it tightly and swinging madly at an imaginary foe. Her swings grew more frantic the angrier she got. "Fuck you Harin. Fuck you Oakvale! Fuck you! Fuck you! FUCK YOU!" She stopped suddenly, panting heavily and darting her eyes around, catching a light suit of black chainmail, the same as her old armour from Agatha. Bar the colour...