Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140416193533/@comment-3293219-20140420151804

Karia wandered through the hole in the wall, left behind by the rampagin werewolf, that had broken through and fled into the wilderness. She could leave it a bit as a trail that size wouldn't go cold anytime soon.

The Breton tip toed through the Inn, seeing Cyrus lay on the floor, in his harness. She crouched down in front of him before hearing a noise in the basement, causing her to look up, startled.

Realising that nobody else was going to help the crippled half ling, the Tribal pulled Cyrus' harness up and tied it around her waist as she picked up her spear, heading down the stairway to investigate. She could feel Cyrus' head, pressed against her back, listening to her heartbeat and stirring as the harness dug into him and made him uncomfortable. She grimaced as this caused it to move, causing her to look around and seeth at the child to make it stop.

She arrived at the bottom step, seeing a strange, divine light at the center of the room and the unmistakable smell of dog or wolf...

The Breton followed the smell to a chained up werewolf, to her left as she entered the basement. She had never seen such a creature before... Half man, half wolf...

Kind of like herself but more literal...

She looked over to see Julie, one of the halfling's carers, who seemed to be chained up, like the wolf. The Queen began to wonder if they were creating men and mer into such beasts down here but she had no idea how such a transformation would work...

She quickly ran over to her and began to undo the Dunmer's bonds...