Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140213025135/@comment-12599067-20140222160613

Volarano didn't move from his spot, instead lurking in the corner while he attempted to put his thoughts in order. So Curvos had betrayed them, Fernar was dead, and the Dark Brotherhood was out for their blood. Remembering the years he had spent running from the Aldmeri Dominion, the situation seemed oddly familiar.

At this time Eirik came down from the second level and took a seat at the table, accepting a bottle of ale with a nod of thanks to Anneken.