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Man of steak wrote: Hamsterlampglade wrote: Man of steak wrote: Qa' Saad laughs at Glaedr's monologue. "You survived with friends and equipment, no doubt. This is no mere marsh. The trees talk, the ground moves and the very water is poisonous. The strong survive here. This is no fairy tale of Ysgramor. You killed a man with a metal pipe? I killed hundreds with a stick with some moonstone on top. Shape up or die. In the game of prison, you win or you die. And I intend to win. You are nothing if not useless. Less than useless. I underestimated a few of you. They'll die last, or if they stay loyal and under my command, they'll live. You are not on of them. You, poor, poor nord, will be the first to die." Glaedr allowed his anger to seethe his eyes glowing red, fur sprouting out of his skin the prison garb tearing as he grew in height his fingers turning into clawed hands as he went into his bestial form he howeled his answer to the khajiit rivaling him in height now as he raised his hands to tear that insolent half-brained cat to shreds (Sorry, but why not break open the prison door instead? And werewolf seems a bit OP. And I doubt he rivals Qa' Saad in height.And you could not possibly look down at Qa' Saad. Werewolves in beast form aren't any taller. And Flame, you said earlier that Qa' Saad and Glaedr were in the same cell.)

Before Glaedr can move, Qa' Saad smashes into him, knocking him to the ground. Qa' Saad then calls out for the guards. Where were you? Glaedr shoved him off and used his claws to tear down the door and gestured "out" as he tore off running on all fours down the hall smashing into guards along the way.