Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-11462477-20131026102512/@comment-11462477-20131102170939

“Find him and kill him!” He shouts to the mercenary captain.

“Yes sir!” Shouts the captain before running off to capture the Khajiit, he chases him down three separate hallways, the Khajiit running full speed to get away, the Imperial in Elven armor wanders into the path, distracted by other things. The Khajiit shoves her harshly out of the way and continues to run. As he rounds the corner he falls over winded from a sudden punch the gut, he looks up and sees the one that punched him is the Imperial in Dragon scale armor, he restrains the Khajiit until the captain arrives, breathless from the chase.

Down by the fountain Tralen inspects his pockets to see what was stolen, he gets a horrified look on his face for a moment before regaining his composure, he begins to walk away when Sharli trots up to him. “Tralen? Your wife would like me to escort you to her, it seems important.”

At the bar area the General finishes his drink and orders another round for everyone, they all cheer in approval.