Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140514193748/@comment-5543592-20140526234203

Eogan was already up. He was staring out into the valley.

"We're missing three, Brighid and two others.  I suggest we hurry and find them before something... bad... happens."

Anaril cocked an eyebrow at Eogan while he was packing up. "What bad thing?  What are you hiding Reachman scum?"

Eogan looked taken aback. "How...?"

"Your accent.  What are you hiding?" Growled Anaril, he was up in Eogan's face now. Eogan wasn't that much shorter than Anaril, perhaps by only an inch or so. He looked like he was about to attack the Altmer, as he barred his teeth and made a quiet snarl, but instead controlled himself and turned away, looking down at his feet. "Nothing." He said sheepishly. Anaril pushed Eogan against the wall, acting increasingly aggressive.

"Look me in the eyes, Forsworn."