Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-10197675-20131013175615/@comment-3293219-20131103200952

Wind within 707 wrote: Cleingle followed Manja quickly, looking behind him every so often.

Cleingle: May i ask who you are then?

"You may, but introductions kind of suck when you're running for you li-"

She was interrupted, when a Khajit threw itself at an iron gate.

Fortunately the gate had been locked, most likely to stop him from escaping, it looked more like a cell than a home. However, this didn't stop him from swiping at them and snarling.

He was so close that you could see his eyes, they were bloodshot and his pupils and iris were small. No humanity could be traced from them.

"C'mon, we're wasting time!" Manja hissed, "We can play 'dinner date' later! Right now, I want to get the hell out of here!"

Before Cleingle could answer, he heard a voice echoing down the tunnel.

"Hey, it's not safe! Come with me!" Called, an elderly nord in robes.