Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140205203111/@comment-3293219-20140208172233

Kaizen entered his office, giving the place a stern look. He probably should have tidied the place up and made some effort to hide the skulls and torture tools, to make the place less intimidating.

Still, he didn't think he'd be back here today...

"I have some chairs, over there, you can pick whichever one you like." The Black Argonian grabbed the bucket off of his desk and threw it underneath, so that it was out of sight. He didn't want to bring back such bad memories, so soon.

He opened a draw and found a bottle of wine, that was almost as old as he was. That vile nord woman must have intended to drink it on a special occasion, her passing was occasion enough...