Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24372248-20140730202253/@comment-25117112-20140815154846

Sinius walked into Markarth. He had left his assassin job, he would prefer a life of adventure. He entered the inn, and sat down beside a man dressed all in ebony, with a one - handed glass sword. "Ale, please," he told the waitress. She handed him the ale and he gave her the gold, with a tip. As he drank his ale, the man in ebony turned to him and started to speak, "Sinius Vesius, we meet again," he said. Sinius smiled. "Solumen Wick," he said. "So, whos your target? The waitress? Oh, that mercenary over there?" Solumen inquired. "Nah, I gave that up, too messy," said Sinius, "Wait what happened that creepy armor of yours? Oh, and the sword?" Solumen didn't look like he wanted to talk about it. "Fighting some bandits, one of them broke the sword, which happened to house all the power of the armor and sword, the shadows disspersed, and the armor fell apart." After an hour of chatting, Sinius got up. "Well Solumen, it was nice to see you, but I'm going to adventure across Skyrim. Goodbye" Solumen grabbed his arm. "Wait!" He said. "I want to come with you!" Sinius thought for a second. Solumen was an amazing fighter, and he probably should have someone to fight by his side. "Ok, then" Sinius said. "We're leaving now, and we have no plans, we just go wherever we want. "Ok" Solumen said, he got off the chair, left a tip for the waitress who served their drinks, and followed Sinius out the door.