Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140429222522/@comment-24685738-20140502185704

(Thank you. It's okay.)

Maria hugged the old Redguard woman back, before a very tall, very buff old Redguard man came to the door. "Maria! Come in, come in. Some people are still bitter. You and your friend come inside, now."

Maria grabbed Set's arm and led him into the house. Although it looked shabby and run-down on the outside, the inside was lavishly decorated, with plush couches, gold medals on the wall, and a warm glow coming from the kitchen.

"Whose your friend, Maria?" The Redguard man asked, while he looked out the window. He closed the blinds and turned around to them.

"This is Set. He's my... friend..."

The Redguard woman gave her a knowing smile, but Maria wouldn't meet her eyes.

"Set, this is Isis and Cyrus Sandrunner. They're my friends from a long time ago."

She looked at Isis. "How is Marcus?"

The Redguard woman, Isis, began to cry.

Cyrus patted her back. "He's... dead... Killed by Aratius Morgan, from the Elder Council."

Isis wiped her eyes and looked at Set. "Would you like some tea, dear?"

Without waiting for an answer, Isis walked into the kitchen.

Cyrus and Maria sat down on the couches, and Maria beckoned for Set to sit down next to her.

Cyrus said, "So, how are things with the Blades? We had heard they were destroyed, and we were worried."

"Don't worry, I wasn't there. I was on... a mission."

"I met Set on the mission."

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Isis grabbed Mithdalf's arm and followed him inside.