Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24530992-20140816182744/@comment-5583506-20140819111945

"Easy", growled the wolf threatingly. "Easy! EASY! AAARGH!"

Nedas' and Silas' mother, whose name was apparently Yypsi, was merciless when it came to healing. She pulled the weapons stuck into his giant body out both fast and painfully.

"Oh, shut it, will you? You big stupid varmint", she grumbled as she yanked another arrow from his loin.

He unleashed a hellish roar and found it difficult to remain still. His tail waved violently from side to side and swept any bystanding Dunmer to the ground. Nedas and Silas stood silently in a corner and observed.

Varg glared at them viciously. "I swear when I am better again that you will both pay for setting this torturer loose upon me."

"You should be so lucky, wolf", said Yypsi calmly. "Besides, a couple of these weapons did some severe damage to you. I don't think you will be in any position to demand 'payment' anytime soon." She shrugged. "A couple of them even nearly managed to do some damage to your... urhm, 'wolfy parts'?"

Varg guided his bitter stare to the old healer instead. "Was that supposed to be funny?"

She raised her shoulders in ignorance and continued with her torture. "Only if you had it in your mind to find yourself a nice wolf-girl of your ridiculous size to have some cubs with."

Varg laughed thunderously, causing several villagers to cover their ears. "That would indeed by a sight for sore eyes! But no, there is only one woman for me."

"Tell us about her", said Yypsi and started to remove a Daedric battleaxe stuck to his shoulder.

"Mara", he grunted. "Her name is Mara..."