Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140614015650/@comment-11457306-20140617004112

Rhiannon rounded on Eogan, doubled up her fist and decked him. Standing over him, she growled. "I feel no guilt, Eogan.  He died a warrior's death.  Whatever he might have been, he redeemed himself and went to where honorable Nords go.  I am not welcome in a Legion camp.  They booted me long ago.  It is dangerous for me here, especially if this Darius is Max's brother.

"As for the gold," she turned and spat bile. "I did not do this job for gold.  I did it for Tribune Lee Emrey and Brighid, who are the closest to friends I have ever had or ever will have in this life.  That goal has been accomplished.

I care naught for Chorrol. Give me a good reason why I should stay and I will consider it. But I won't consider it here. I'll make my own camp."