Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140420221443/@comment-3293219-20140421215404

"How sad..." Xervish uttered, closing the book and pocketing it.

"Well, might as well find out what else he knows..." The Dunmer muttered, drawing a small note book from his pocket.

"Okay then...

Judging by the size and shape of the creature, I'd say that this was the result of a concoction, not a curse. So that means..."

The Dunmer's loud thoughts became an unintelligable mumble as he left the room and got working on a cure.

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"I know...

You were just...

Trying to help..." He began to lower the sword, so that he could see her clearer.

"All that pain that you and Maria went through, this, Miri...

Every day it gets worse..."