Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140616181010/@comment-24123288-20140616223652

Julie stopped in her tracks, her back to Mefula. The sword hung loosely at her side, dripping onto the floor. "How much worse can it get for me..." She wondered aloud, looking up to the ceiling for a second. "I've lost everything. And I'm refusing to give in until I get him back. I'll go to the very depths of Namiras plane of Oblivion if I have to. As long as I have this sword...." The Dunmer sighed, fixing her gaze on the door again as she raised the blade to her face, examining it.

"I know I can bring him back. So what makes me think I'll give it to you..?"