Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140121230830/@comment-3293219-20140124231040

"Nope, homeless. Honorhall never crossed my mind..." This wasn't entirely true, in fact it bought her a lot of hope as a child. No matter how cold or hungry she got, she always cast her mind back to the plain of Oblivion known as 'Honorhall.'

The daedric prince of being a total bitch resided there, passing her cruelty onto any and all children who were unfortunate enough to be caught in her grasp.

"I would rather have died than spend a night with the old hag who ran it..."