Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27773183-20160422130047/@comment-28278101-20160427175431

Valock begun to wake up to the sound of two voices chatting away. 'Where am I" he whispered, nobody seemed to hear him. "WHERE THE FUCK AM I AND WHY ARE MY HANDS BOUND!" Shouted Valock as he scanned the room some more. He noticed an argonian and a Dummer drinking some ale. "YOU SLIMEY FUCKING BASTARD, I SWEAR AS SOON AS I GET OUT OF HERE YOU'RE FUCKING DEAD, YOU HEAR ME! AND YOU, YOU FUCKING DUNMER, DON'T YOU KNOW WHAT HIS RACE DID TO YOURS, YOU SHOULD BE FIGHTING HIM NOT DRINKING ALE WITH HIM!"