Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25101508-20140927032239/@comment-29458028-20141004041006

Felrion walked up to his three friends as the exited Paradise, saying "what are you doing, I told you to wait for me!"

"Some contract for some guy. It involves killing an Argonian, for 3000 septims" said Veleno

"You daft? 3000 is negligible."

"Killing is for fun, not for money, We are all rich men anyway" said Tyryon, snickering

"Ok, we do this together, then I have a contract. 4000 for each of you."

"Sure, let's go to the docks."

5 minutes later:

The four elves spied an argonian lady in leather armor. They walked up to her and asked "Are you Deeja?"

(As for the rest, later)