Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25101508-20140805192450/@comment-24344819-20140825174639

SwornKnight wrote: "Milite Sungate! Immune Crow-Eye! Auxliarry Miles! Centurion Jacot! Your shifts are over!" a guard from across the courtyard.

Rostei tried to hit Corentin the way he ordered her to.

The party (The party with Sander, Marnach, etc.) reached their destination: a cliff overlooking a camp.

"What time is it, Ratach?" the commander asked.

"Around four."

"Good. Men, take this and paint your faces. Ratach, light the fire in 20 minutes."

Ratach handed everyone a small bowl of red paint. Marnach, Orragg and Kim began painting their faces. Marnach put simple stripes on his face while Kim made hers look as if she was weeping blood and just ate someones heart.

"What are you doing?" Marnach suddenly asked Orragg.

"I´m making an Eagle." He replied. "You know...like the Red Eagle?"

Kim gave Orragg a friendly knock to the back of his head, making him almost drop his bowl of war paint.

"Knock it off you idiot." She told him. Marnach grinned.

"It´s a good idea actualy. If i wouldn´t suck so much at drawing i would put an Eagle on my face too." He admitted. Kim sighed and almost facepalmed but held herself back in time.

"Your war paint makes you look like a man-eating beast, Kim. That´ll give ´em a scare for sure."

"No, it´ll make them target her only more."

"Wanna bet?"

"Sure, how high do we make the stakes?"

"Hm...Once we´re back in Markarth, the loser has to walk around wearing the war paint that the winner draws onto his face for a day."

"Haha, it´s a deal!"

"If her war paint doesn´t scare them off then it´ll be her fighting skills."

"You´re both idiots. Lets leave it at that." Kim ended their conversation. "Its almost time."