Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25101508-20140805192450/@comment-29458028-20140816072033

(I accidentally put a full stop where the question mark would have been when inquiring about Madanach. Sorry)

(Fulvia is a vain bitch, that's why she keeps asking these stupid questions.)

Fulvia teleported back to her room, noting that she would probably be forced to give up her liberties soon, which suckked. Perhaps she would have to act the doting wife and even produce kids with that random man, but that was not important. She no longer wanted to kill Alyssa anymore, that was a small matter. Someday, she would be empress of Tamriel. For that, she needed an army, political ties and power. Something that the Fosworn king would be giving her, if things went her way.

"Very well, I will take your false name of Valessa" muttered Fulvia to herself.

-

"We wait for Varak. Nobody will be stupid enough to enter our safehouse and risk catching disease. We can recall to Markath if the game is up" said Tacitus

"Very well" replied Corentin

"Well, Sorin, I will try to be nice to you OK?" said Ariana, sarcasm dripping from her voice.

"I don't care, I am not doing anything for you."

"And if I tell my adoptive snaky father?"

"He won't do anything to me. I made a special agreement."

"Screw you"