Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20131218233902/@comment-3293219-20131219112857

"Are you coming back up?" The first thalmor asked, gesturing back over his shoulder.

Yes!

"No... I have some things that I wanted to collect from the basement."

Shit!

Nish pressed himself against the wall, praying that the thalmor used the door on the right, instead of the door on the left. Mercifully, they did. Shame that it was the thalmor who was still loyal to Ferrin, the other one might have been easier to persuade.

Nish drew the callipers from his backpocket, if he got in quietly, he could strike the bastard over the head with them.

He crept slowly, holding his breath. ''Dammit... what can I do with a pair of calipers!? Tweak his nipples with them? Actually... that does sound like an effective way of getting him to tal- No bugger it, not happening!''

He then struck the agent over the head, sending him to the floor, unfortunately he had not lost consciousness. Nish grabbed the thalmor's head and pinned it down against one of the crates and stretching the thalmor's arm across. The breton drew his knife as the altmer came too and held it against the back of the altmer's hand.

"Okay... I'm not in the mood for bullshit, tell me where Ferrin is..." He slowly began to cut into the back of his hand. "Or I'll ruin your sex life!"