Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140625201826/@comment-3293219-20140625223159

(That's okay, I'm drunk...ish...

Closest to drunk I'm ever going to get, except for that paint thin- I mean vodka from India. Though I think that was more my brain getting damaged than intoxication.)

Set jumped up to his feet, scooping the Dunmer off her feet, like a recently married couple.

"Then you don't know me very well..." He whispered, kissing her on the forehead as he carried her over to the stairway.

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"I got seperated and had to find my own way there, I got a little lost and I ended up making to the camp, the day after they had my funeral." The Bosmer giggled, shaking her head with a smile.

"It would have been embarassing, if I wasn't so relieved to see them again."