Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24281512-20131215211727/@comment-24281512-20131215220830

Bast  along with everyone else in her dirty wasteland  of a town trudged to the mines dressed in dirty rags coughing from the dirty polluted air." Keep your gaze down Brenton, it's a privilege to look upon the Thalmor," Bast heard accompanying the lash of a whip up ahead.