Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140128024529/@comment-11457306-20140202164133

(I imagine Olaf as looking like the Nord in the TESO trailer.  When I get a chance I'm going to post that picture.)

Anwen slipped into their room as quietly as possible but Strogg heard her anyway. He never slept soundly. "Torene okay? Mak make it back?" he asked.

"She's fine now.  Yeah, he came back.  Sooner than I expected."

"You give him a piece of your mind?"

"Not as big a piece as I would have liked.  I didn't want to wake her."

Strogg grunted and rolled back over. Anwen undressed and washed quickly, shivering in the cooler air of the bedroom. Her blood had thinned since wandering about Tamriel. "Move over, you're hogging the bed," she said as she crawled in under the furs next to him.