Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-768817-20130820205935/@comment-70.82.249.32-20130821011848

Brandon, with two guards rudely pushing him, was walking across cells that held many criminals...and many innocents...While the Argonian guards were pushing him even harder, Brandon was facing his probable destiny...To rot in a cell in the middle of Black Marsh...Brandon, arriving at his cell, was thrown in violently, along with a mere bottle of disgusting swamp water, and a piece of rotten bread...