Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20141022235724/@comment-6006054-20141023002834

Uvaryl pulled his bloodstained armor on, though he was still bandaged beneath it. He strapped his shortsword and longsword at his side, pulled his shield onto his back, and decided to carry his helmet in his hands. He left his room for breakfast When he entered the hall he walked up to Daria. "Thanks. for the save." he said, somewhat akwardly. He wasn't used to thanking people, especially in Tamrielic rather than his native dunmeri. His mercencary company hadn't been to fond of such niceities.