Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160618231132/@comment-3293219-20160620202000

"Then maybe we'll finally see what's going on." Agatha snapped, growing frustrated with it all.

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"My Dad was friends with their commander, back before he lost his eyes to an escaped slave. I only met him once, I was five and he spent the whole hour talking about how 'pretty' I looked.

Thank fuck he lost his eyes, so he won't be able to do that again." The Bosmer grumbled, sounding quite disgruntled about the whole thing.

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"Lady Mericydia." A voice said, softly.

"Wake up..."

Miri's eyes lazily opened as she awoke to find herself in a quality King Sized bed, four post and curtains. She was buried in a velvet quilt and pillows, lay on a comfortable mattress, the likes of which was more valuable than even her father could afford.