Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24141785-20131112133018/@comment-3293219-20140124130013

The Wretching Netch
"So..." Morgen muttered as she placed her ale down on the table, "you think that they'll be here?"

The dunmer sighed heavily, showing how much he was enjoying this assignment. "I hope so, then we can get back home. Hopefully your sister and Mardia should be here soon..."

Morgen tried to pretend that she was looking forward to their return but in truth, she wasn't... Sylvia always treated her like a child, she was never given a chance to prove herself, unless Caleb was there to argue her case.

"We have a few hours... if you wanted to start looking." Caleb muttered, noticing her gradual frown.

"Yes!" She gasped in excitement, before backing down. "Y-yeah... that would be..."

Caleb smirked but he was laughing inside, it was weird that she was no longer Fourteen... Time had truly flown.

"Okay, drink up and we'll get moving..."

Oh boy... Morgen thought, dreading having to drink this swill, she hadn't aquired a taste for alchohol yet but she didn't want to show it.