Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24376253-20140813223809/@comment-18750685-20140817131758

Saren groaned in curiousity and suspicion. He looked back at Bjorn, now confused and more than intrigued. It seemed the blood climbing down his chin and burning scars on his back did not even exist, anymore. An air of nostalgia appeared, as Saren remembered the days where he and his fellow Redoran Guards raided slaving operations.

But this time, Argonians were the prisoners.

"Who was your commander, Conscript? How did you get captured?"