Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26443603-20140409182001/@comment-24587225-20140410112457

"So, Snow-Arm, tell me more about that b*tch and what she can do for me." Said Vyrn after 3 bottles of mead

"Witch, Warrock. Oh, and I'm sorry, but I'm afraid I might have bad news for us." Said Oryn while lowering his head.

"WHAT THE F*CKING SH*T NOW?"

"Unluckily, looks like she managed to slip out of the Windhelm prison with some help, and we lost her location. But there's no need to stress, Warrock, I'm certain we'll quickly get informations on her." Said Oryn with an extremely worried look.

"It's better for you to have food and drink until then. I'M DONE WITH MEAD!" Screamed Vyrn as he finished the 5th bottle of mead and his 8th venison chop.

"WHAT?" Screamed a surprised Oryn.

"I WANT WINE!"

"Oh. Well then, Warrock." Answered Oyrn.