Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140708165409/@comment-3293219-20140715195825

Set hopped the wall, landing with an earth shattering thud as he marched over to the crowd, drawing his Sword of Pestilence, with his mouth piece over his face.

"There is nothin' for you here, Breton, I suggest going back the way you came!"

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Agatha closed her eyes, concentrating on finding Julie, trying not to pass out and fall off of the dragon. If this wasn't so urgent, she would have slept before the journey...

The Witch's eyes shot open as everything slowly moulded into Julie's room at Crovenhoft inn, the Breton stumbled forward, clinging to the walls as she felt everything tremer, due to the fact that her willpower was somewhat waining.

"J-Julie..." She whispered, to the sleeping Dunmer.