Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24524076-20160803200831/@comment-24524076-20160823154503

''The robed figure looms over Faralda as she rests in her cage. She doesn't care, though, she's doing the fishstick. The robed figure clears their throat. Damn them, interrupting her! It's a very delicate state of mind! Once again, the figure clears their throat, this time with more emphasis, or is it just because she's only now paying attention? No matter. The robes definitely signify them as a Thalmor agent. "State your name and identity, Altmer."''

"I am Faralda, of the College of Winterhold. You've interrupted my fishstick."

"Ah yes, apologies, it's a very delicate sta-- wait, Faralda? Of the College? My, my, my, isn't that wonderful news. Our dossier on you shows you have been a major preponent of keeping the College out of the Dominion's control. A sin you will pay dearly for."

''The Thalmor agent begins dragging Faralda across the room. She tries sniffing his robe in the meantime. Smells of salmon paste. Or is that her? Possibly both.''