Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25146201-20140108121051/@comment-12599067-20140112014049

Jack stood in silence for a minute, discreetly slipping the throwing knife into a sheath in his sleeve. After a moment that seemed to last an eternity, he spoke again.

"I see. But that still raises the question, where did you hear of us? Are we really that famous around Cyrodiil? And what reason do you have to stop this war?" he asked, still skeptical.