Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141012162512/@comment-3293219-20141016200551

Azarath nodded in agreement, he and Jina wouldn't be safe until that bastard lay dead and the Dunmer would be more than willing to lead the charge, if it meant being the first to shove his sword up the Breton's ass.

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The Tribal smiled, choking on her own tears as she brough a hand up to Aia's face and gently held her cheek in the palm of her hand, grazing it with her thumb.

"Oh, Aia...

I... I didn't think I'd see you again..." Robin whispered, her voice trembling from the exhaustion of dying and being brought back from the dead, twice in one day.