Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141003213306/@comment-3293219-20141008204718

"Oh, so it does get better." Azarath sighed, in relief.

"Thank fuck for that..."

The Dunmer reached over for his ale and practically downed the thing in two, he was either really thirsty or really stressed as those were the only two reasons he'd knock an ale back so quickly.

"So... Do you think you'll have any trouble? Being banished and all?"

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Covin awoke, groaning and squirming a little on the ground as he pulled himself up, though he still felt like he had, had a head on collision with a ship, he could tell that his wounds had been healed, for the most part.

The Bosmer rolled onto his back and noticed that he was in a prison cell, he sighed heavily, dragging his hand across his brow.

"Bastard kid..."