Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140512193524/@comment-3293219-20140512221418

"G-Great... Just what I needed..." Set groaned, falling to the floor as he still felt incredibly weak.

"Y-You should... go and mingle or somethin', I'll guard the orde-orderves and stop someone from pissin' in 'em..." The Bosmer grumbled as he 'rested his eye.'

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Jaryl, no longer in control of anything anymore, was pulled along pushing past the dancing ghosts. It was a good thing that he passed through them or else he would have knocked half of the ball room down.