Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20140416010717/@comment-3293219-20140419211225

"Trust me, there's no way that you can 'imagine' some so..."

"So... What?" A familiar voice interrupted, from behind. Ludovic looked over his shoulder to see the Dunmer wizard stood in the doorway, Nicky timidly stood behind him.

"There you are! What the hell do I even pay you for? Get your arse over here!"

Xervish rolled his eyes as he stepped in, shuffling over to Griffin as he knelt down beside him, rolling his eyes.

"Gee, you'd think that you'd show more grattitude to the one that freed you from your own stupidity induced curse. I'll gladly accept a payrise as a form of grattitude."

Ludovic glanced up at him, their eyes met as the seething hatred burned between them, hovering just above Griffin.

"I'll show my grattitude by not bootin' your arse off of this ship and makin' ya swim back to Morrowind! Now heal!"

Xervish rolled his eyes and looked the boy over, such healing was child's play.

"Gee... What did your last slave die of?" He muttered, his hands began to glow.