Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27783182-20131222234409/@comment-5320677-20140114224419

Luna grabbed a bottle of mead, not one for Skooma, she un corked the bottle and took a swig like her Nord father taught her...she also like Snowberry Wine for her Bosmeri mother. She brushed her hair behind her slightly point ears and riased her fists, miming punches against an invisible foe. "Anybody want to fight against a Nord? Don't worry no killing"