Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10197675-20140101230137/@comment-24141785-20140107145349

C'laro reached Cheydinhal. Alduin landed next to a crowd of people waiting for C'laro.

"I'll catch you up later." He codly said as he jumped off Alduin. He was struggling to walk. Alduin helped C'laro into the inn.

"Do... Any of you have a potion to cure disease!" C'laro shouted. Everyone turned to him. "I am willing to pay gold for it."

The crowd shook their heads. C'laro felt weaker.

"Shit." He muttered.

''Just what I need! Being stuck dead AND the girl I love doesn't feel the same back.''

'Now don't have a negative view on this... Do you truely know she doesn't feel the same back?'

''I... You make a good point Molag Bal...''

'Besides... Being a vampire lord means you can protect her easier.'

''Your right... It might be better for that but my heart doesn't beat.''

If you love someone it does...

''Guess we should move on from this convo... I guess your taking on my role as vampiric self?''

'Well first... I can have a choice whether to take over or not... But it only means your vampiric self is actually your own... Do you want me to be?'

''I'd like it if it was you... Then I don't have to think to myself.''

'We will have good times... And second.... Your not a vampire yet.'

"I've got a potion!" But it will cost you 10,000 gold!" One argonian shouted. C'laro manged to walk himself towards him.

"10,000? How about 500?" C'laro asked.

"How about 500 and I kick your ass!" hissed the argonian. "Not 500!"