Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27783182-20140123000942/@comment-5583506-20140204215741

Kashmira froze up and let out a meek squeak at the sight of Luna killing the atronachs.

"Get behind this one, bastard!" yelled Rashka and pulled his dagger.

She looked at him with a mix of confusion and fear. What is he trying to do now?

"By the Moons, girl! If you want to live long enough to have your revenge on Rashka, then do as he says and obey! Who knows, you may even be able to take your revenge and get back home to your mommy with your life still intact!"

She didn't trust him for a second. She had heard all the stories and what her mother had told her about Rashka. The man was a cold-blooded killer, a scoundrel and notorious for caring more about the weight of a gold purse than the life of another living being. Could he be trusted? At least for the moment?

She didn't want to, but saw no other choice. She huddled up behind him and squeezed her arms around his waist.

"Good", said Rashka. "And while you're at it, you might even find a good spot to sink your blade into Rashka's flesh, yes?"