Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-203.118.166.141-20131124055428/@comment-4748501-20140511162712

Ja'aza smiled subtly. Placing her Dragonbone Warhammer on her back, she gave the surroundings another look before sitting down at an unnocupied table close by.

''The Nords and Imperials usualy greet me with swords and arrows. I appreciate a change.''

She took a small flask containing a crimson liquid, presumably Potion of Blood, from her pocket, undoing the lid and quickly sipping some of the substance. Gulping and letting a sigh of contentment.

''Unfortunatly part of my gear was stolen not too long ago. My armor, after I had given it to a Bosmer blacksmith amongst it.''

Ja'aza shook her head.

''I should have known better than to trust an elven scum... now I am forced to wear these rags!''

She designates her Forsworn Armor dissapointingly, shaking her head in disbelief.

''It was a precious, unique set of Vampire Armor... it costed me a small fortune...''