Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24449631-20140901211815/@comment-5543592-20140901215803

Fritjof saw the chaos Azarath was stiring up. "Tribunal, what on Nirn has he gotten himself into." Muttered Fritjof.

"Sorry, gents." Said Fritjof with a friendly wave to the soldiers as he walked up to the stand off.

"My friend here is suffering from some 'problems.'  He didn't mean anything by, whatever he did, the sword's not even real. We actually about to go sailing, is that rath, Azzy?" He gently pushed the blade of the Dunmer's sword down give him a look that said, play along. "Put your toy away and let's go."