Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24524076-20160803200831/@comment-24524076-20160902202542

Oh mighty Coin of Fate, ye speak the truth and we shall listen! ...Tails. Dammit, Moonunitiv!

''Stopping a moment, Faralda rifles through the knapsack and begins placing things down on the floor. Scrolls, potions, an obviously ill-gotten sweetroll... everything, really. Perhaps the Thalmor would be provoked just right if they found the mark of a Stormcloak. There's still enough that she could afford to take a few of the better things for herself - not like horker meat would sit well on a dungeon floor. And, perhaps, borrow some robes to be able to sneak out.''