Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24274010-20140622025837/@comment-24735981-20140623002153

(Excellent. Harold, your Bosmer is sexy fine.)

Selyn silently stood on a rooftop, watching the city, and the guards searching for her below. They scurried hailing for medics and sorcerers, anyone who could save the unfortunate noble who crossed the wrong organization. She had been contacted a day earlier by an anonymous client, ordering on behalf of his fellowship for the riddance of this tyrant. As the sun slowly slid across the sky, she watched. And slowly, she smiled.