Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190221011452/@comment-7262318-20190221031226

Meyline found herself a little teary-eyed as the gladiator broke down. She had not known this man for long, but she had felt his pain. Markarth was home to many veterans of this conflict, who all had some sort of story about this war. It broke her heart each and every time she heard it.

This was no exception. She wiped away a few tears, but once again chose to remain silent and let him mourn.

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"Vyrine... it does not take an expert to understand what is happening here," Shrava murmured. "This One thinks you harbor feelings that you either cannot acknowledge or do not know are there..."