Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140429222522/@comment-3293219-20140502220757

"I... See..." Set muttered as he began to figure it out.

"So...

It was like a...

What do you call 'em, a love triangle? Like in those crappy books?"

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Isis was wise to do this as several of the adicts took to her room, their feet hit every step, rather noisily as they made their way downstairs. The party consisted of a Dunmer, a nord, an Imperial, an Orc and a Bosmer, none of which had noticed her...

"Jeez, can't J'kaar be one of those... psychotic silent types? I mean, shit man..." One of the voices complained, it was quite deep, so it could have been either the orc or the nord. Considering that Isis couldn't see them and most Orcs and Nords sounded the same in Cyrodiil, Isis wasn't able to figure it out which one it was.

Not like that was her biggest priority anyway as the door seemed to have shut behind them, trapping her in with them...