Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170813151003/@comment-5543592-20190604220452

One of the Redguards look up as Fordola approached, having only barely heard her footsteps on the soft ash. He was short and frail looking, seeming to be generally malnourished. She could see his bones beneath his skin, and he jumped with fright as she drew near, but made no attempt to escape.

He looked past her, at the others, and seemed to break into a cold sweat.

"Can I help you, lady?" He asked her, anxiously, bowing his head and avoiding eye contact.