Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24449631-20140827094909/@comment-24123288-20140828230640

(And I have work really late :P)

Emarrel kept her gaze fixed on the bar. Something about the way that Dunmer walked. How she held herself so highly...

It reminded her of home.

The Vampire stretched, wincing slightly as the sunlight hit her from the window. She grumbled, shuffling oer to a different seat, still watching the bar.

(Also *sniff* Keerava... :'