Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140205203111/@comment-16346315-20140209180951

In Cheydinhal
As the prisoners lined up in a row, two more prisoner carriages pulled up next to the parked one, more prisoners were led out of the carriages. Most were brought to Cheydinhal to Help construct the new Moat, along with a wooden palisade around the outside, it was being built in an effort to repel any incoming attacks from Mages, but others were he to be Questioned, and tortured. These few were believed to be Mages or to have some connections with them.

"Come on you lazy sods! Single file line! Hands on your heads" an officer commanded. A few more guards approached the prisoners to frisk them. Elimil was very panicky, his Palms were sweaty, knees weak, arms were heavy, when all of a sudden he heard a whisper behind him

"Hey you! Altmer!" The person behind Elimil said, he could tell it was a Woman, and that it was an Altmer too.

"What do you want?" He said nervously, trying not to look back in fear that the guards might catch him

"You and I- I'll talk to you later, when were alone" she said, she could tell he was nervous

A guard approached Elimil, searched his front, Elimil turned, with his hands on his head, he looked at the Girl. It was the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen, he took a deep breath and smiled at her

''Wow, he's quite handsome! And fit, keep it together Eilynn!'' She tought, and then gave a cheeky smile. The guard then spun Elimil around, and moved on to Eilynn

''She smiled at me! I wonder what she wanted to say?'' He thought, forgetting the mess he was in