Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20141115020857/@comment-11457306-20141116151906

(Tomas seems very personable and friendly for a young pickpocket who's been inside a dungeon with bitter Stormcloak soldiers more than he's been out--not to mention the whippings.)

Riona and Megan both looked up at the door as if they'd just been caught drinking skooma.

"Damn him!" hissed Riona under her breath. "He has the worst timing in the world."

She jumped up and crossed to her side of the room and whipped her robe off, reaching for her clothes. "We are not dressed, Darach!  Go away!"

Megan sighed gratefully. Riona would keep him out. She rose and went to the basin to splash water on her face and found a cloth to blow her nose with.

Riona remembered the cream she had brought and aborted dressing, digging for it instead in her pack.