Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20160122091527/@comment-32420582-20160125034152

Bradas nodded in greetings, "I managed to chase down a face sculptor, and she's going to be acompanying us to Riverwood." he told Ralof.

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"You failed." someone spoke, their voice was ghostly.

"Well, maybe you should try keeping everything running smoothly in this entire place." someone retorted, their voice was of that of a female. "I'm only one person."

"Watch your tone, young one." the ghostly voice warned.

"Look, if you aren't going to give any helpful advice, just leave." the female voice retorted again.

"You managed to lose to primatives. You; the heir of the Dwemer, lost to ghoulish shades of the past. Pathetic." the ghostly voice said in reply.

"Those 'primatives' have managed to master some of the Dwemeri arts," the female voice retorted.