Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140509162816/@comment-3293219-20140510122215

Cray smiled, though he'd rather she did this than sleep with him. He leant against the wall, being mindful of the torture devices as he looked across to her.

"According to those junkies, that we captured in Bruma, some managed to escape and they're currently living on the streets. You'll know 'em when you see 'em, they all look like shit and they're incredibly skinny. If you find one of them, slap a collar on 'em and bring them back here, then we'll take your collar off and give you your little friend back."

He stepped forward and let the collars hang by his side, looking down on the Dunmer as he did so.

"Do we have a deal? You go out and bring me back a slave, within the next twenty four hours and I let your friend go..."