Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20140413233357/@comment-27783182-20140423213517

Mhuadan-Taar was meditating in total silence. He was trying to connect himself to the past with an illusion, just like his father taught.

"Ahnurr, dek aran. Jaji mok kha'jay q'zi tenurr va vasa." He muttered.

Mhuadan-Taar kept whispering these words with his eyes closed. He finally opened his eyes and sighed.

"I give up. This Khajiiti ritual that father Okan-Ru taught me is complete bullshit."

He stood up and looked around.

''Maybe I can search for something in the library... I wish there is one here, at least...''