Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141003213306/@comment-3293219-20141005182345

Azarath chuckled a little as he also popped a grape into his mouth, relishing the juicy flavour, which was almost an annual treat when he was a child.

"Heh... This is so much better than stealin' them off of market stalls."

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Covin wasn't expecting this, the fire hit him in the chest and knocked him onto his back, where he kicked and struggled against it. He had the brainwave of waving his chains around, manically, to put dust on the fire and put it out.

The Bosmer sat up, ready to finish this pest off.