Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160718203543/@comment-5543592-20160722233215

"Hey they didn't call me!'  Crimson protested, fists on his hips, pushing the cape up past his shoulders.  His outfit was almost identical to his normal uniform, minus the hood and mask, a cape instead of a cloak, no armor or rings, and the entire thing was made of silk-- the price of the shirt alone could probably feed a family for a decade.  "I'm right proper household name here. Everyone knows about the Crimson Archer and his fearless Keshik! Pompous Altmer buttheads."  He said the last sentence a little too loudly and got a few glares.

He shrugged. "Oh well.  Least it'll give me creative freedom fer all the stories I'mma tell tonight." With that, he went off into the party.