Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27783182-20131109210838/@comment-24148289-20131110114319

Keerava was up in High Hrothgar, still practicing the word "Ro"

Arngeir: Let me hear it, Keerava

Keerava braced herself again, she hadn't been practicing this word for long at all, but she wasn't going to deny Arngeir's wish.

Keerava: Do you want the Thu'um or just Ro?

Arngeir: Let me hear your voice Keerava, the whole Thu'um!

Keerava: Fus, RO!

Ro didn't seem to do much more power, so it obviously needed more work.

Arngeir: Not bad, Keerava, some more practice and you'll be fine.

Meanwhile in Solitude

Tobias: MY distraction? Ok, whatever you say.

Beirand: TOBIAS. WHERE ARE MY WOLF PELTS?!?

Tobias: Oh yes, they're right here Beirand, it's a long stor-

Beirand: I DON'T CARE WHETHER IT'S A LONG STORY OR NOT, I JUST WANT MY PELTS.

Tobias: Alright alright I'm coming

With that, Tobias walked up the stairs to Beirand.