Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24449631-20140708000146/@comment-3293219-20140709175730

"But..." Nepht began to look frantically between them, hoping that one of them would cave before eventually sighing and giving up herself.

Manja shuffled forward and put her hand on the Dunmer's shoulder, looking her in the face, with a sigh.

"Nepht... This woman, the niceness, the voice, the huggy, lovely nature? It's just an act...

She's keeping us prisoner, whether you're enjoying it or not, you're still her prisoner."

"Well, I wouldn't call it that..." Conor replied, stepping in and folding his arms, with a concerned frown.

"The Goddess has always provided for me, Izak, Alison... She gives us everything we want and asks for nothing in return!"