Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20140331114510/@comment-18586237-20140506112525

Nazeem wimpers in fear at his surroundings, and his cell mates see this as a sign if weakness. After a short time in the prison, an elven soldier interrupted his tears by excusing him from his sentance.

As he was making his way out whilst atill in bindings, recieving wolf whistles from the other prison members, the thalmor soldier lead him into another room. Once the couple were alone, the tall yellow mad interrogated Nazeem, and it would turn out that he would rather spend the rest of his days in a jail cell...

There was a multitude of sharp tools and an assortment of scaplels in this room, and the only door was locked behind him...