Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140210211511/@comment-24123288-20140215015736

"I wouldn't be offering if I wasn't sure." Veneficus chuckled, walking over to his desk and pulling open one of the drawers, with a strained heave as it got caught on the latch. After a bit of jiggling, it finally opened fully and Veneficus smiled even wider as he reached in.

He walked back over to the young Dunmer.

"This probably isn't much of an upgrade but...here." He said proudly, holding out his old weapon. His Imperial Sword from his days as a Battlemage and Adventurer.

"It's served me well over the years, and I'm sure it'll do the same for you."