Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20140117093055/@comment-3293219-20140117194117

(Dammit, Oblivion is being trolled!)

Caleb took a seat, groaning as pain shot through his arm, into his shoulder and down his back. He reached into his pockets, with his good hand and drew a soggy bag of coins, it felt disgusting...

A waitress came over to him as he placed it on the table. He ordered the most filling thing on the menu and took the strongest drink, in order to quell the pain in his arm, shoulder and face. The waitress walked away, leaving the dunmer to his thoughts and aching body.