Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10197675-20131128185142/@comment-24141785-20131202134349

C'laro: Its fine...

C'laro started sweating. The village flashbacks had been killing him in his sleep.

C'laro: We could go to High Rock? D'llaro already took over Cyrodil. All those people there must have died.

C'laro brought out his dagger. He couldn't live with it anymore.

C'laro: I-I can't leave with what I have done.