Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140103160432/@comment-12599067-20140105205944

(And now for the B-story!)

Makoru had woken early in the morning that day and had already put on his new armor, still getting used to the feeling of wearing and armor heavier heavier than his usual set. He desperately missed his Nightingale armor but knew that wearing it into the palace would be a horrible idea: the guards wouldn't really appreciate it if a man in thieves' clothes came up to them asking for entrance to the palace. Besides, he was taking enough risk by bringing Bloodharvest with him. If anyone recognized the blade, he was a dead man.

"I see you have purchased some new armor," a voice behind him commented, which made Makoru jump and drop Bloodharvest, which clattered loudly upon hitting the floor. He sighed and picked the ebony blade up, then sheathed it and glared back up at Manjur, although the mouth covering of the mask made it somewhat difficult to read his emotions.

"Why do you always feel the need to sneak up on me?" Makoru asked, voice tinged with frustration. He was sick of the Khajit always sneaking up on him. "I would think a thief would be a little more aware of his surroundings," Manjur laughed. "Regardless, Makoru, I wanted to see if you were doing alright. You're challenging Sarjaa today, yes?"

Makoru sighed and pushed past the Khajiit, heading for the door of the inn. "Yes, I was planning on it," he answered succintly, not really in the mood for talking. Of course, the Khajiit followed him anyways and persisted to pester him. "All to regain your honor and throne. You must miss royalty."

"Yeah, why not?" Makoru replied bitterly. He didn't look forward to royal life, assuming he was able to defeat the Forebear ruler, but if that was what it took to assist Jack and company, so be it. Manjur could hear the anger in Makoru's tone and decided not to ask any more questions. They walked in silence until they reached the palace. The guards looked him over once and one of them snorted, not impressed with his armor selection, but let him in anyways.

Makoru and Manjur stepped into the palace and the doors shut closed, and the guards snickered once the two of them were out of earshot. This new challenger was sure to be banished, and they knew it.