Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24449631-20140901211815/@comment-3293219-20140904225516

"No offense but your friend didn't put up much of a fight and Nadira isn't exactly a force to be reakoned with." Azarath grumbled, stroking his chin as he tried to think on it a little.

"Hell, they could be waiting for us to rescue them."

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"I..." Nadira paused, she had an excuse but no answers, she wondered this herself, though he didn't come across as the backstabbing type, she wasn't his problem.

"Well... I don't know, he knew my dad before I was born and... I kind of knew him before I broke him out of prison, I used to sneak into his cell and talk to him. I think I'm his only friend or the closest thing to it..."

The Breton then smiled slightly before looking up to the Dunmer again, her smile didn't fade as she did so.

"I think that went both ways..."