Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140809205711/@comment-11457306-20140809212431

Tegan pulled her knees up to her chin and wrapped her arms around her legs. She knew Bjolmar was now not so confident in her. There was nothing she could do about that. She had not come in here to fall in love or to make friends, but to accomplish not only a job, but the downfall of the Empire. Her hatred was so strong she did not care if she brought all of Tamriel down in flames as long as the White Tower no longer stood as a threat to all who would oppose it. Her hatred had been forged in agony. Kjalek's voice echoed in her ears. She would never forget and never forgive.