Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20140522143525/@comment-24530992-20140526012313

Kyron finished the steak, and licked the blood off of his fingers. He drank half of his mead, and decided to take the rest into his room.

"I'm heading to bed as well. Goodnight, Harold."

He pushed himself out and walked up to the counter. He set ten septims on the counter for a room, and entered it. He set the mead on an end table, and lied on his bed, having trouble sleeping once more.