Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140103160432/@comment-12599067-20140107032858

(Screw that, I'm watching the Uruk-hai attack Minas Tirith!)

After a long moment of silence, Makoru pulled Torene into his embrace and leaned back, lifting her off the ground in the process. "And to think that I ever tried to move on," he said, still holding her close. When he could hold her no longer, he set her down and pulled away, gazing down into her eyes.

"Still, I fear this may spark a new conflict. Sarjaa will likely suspect I poisoned him, and there's a chance he may try to send assassins. Even if he doesn't, he's likely to alert the rest of the Forebears, and it is possible they may push for my execution. If the Crowns act out against that order, it may spark civil war in Hammerfell," he grimaced.

"But I suppose that isn't my problem anymore, now that I've been banished. In any case, I suppose we should leave now. It's not exactly safe to stay in Hammerfell, especially if the Forebears are out for my blood. You mind taking a trip back to Riften?" he asked.