Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141106144243/@comment-10197675-20141109195314

(Will be reading up after this post, so I’m sorry if it coincides with anything, I’ll edit afterwards if it does.)

Gloxious lay back in a chair whilst glimpsing his eye’s around the hall in the Regulators Fort, he sat fairly hesitantly, as sweat started to enrol from his skin, as his mind kept on fraying upon the information he had gained from the note he had found within his old home outside of Riften many a month ago. The words that were written on that piece of paper had only just struck him, as of before he had never really thought about it.

The Bosmer swivelled his head as he then looked down at the ground, finding it difficult to just consume the fact of what the note alleged. He tried to calm himself as he closed his eyes and looked at the ground, but he could just not contain the emotion and as the notes writings embedded images into his head, tears started to roll down from the Bosmers eyes, as the distraught Mer started to lose his completion, for only sadness now figured his tear ridden face. Gloxious’s face started to screw up as more droplets of tears dripped from his eyes, he then quickly put one of his hands over his face as he tried to contain and rid of this horrid sensation.

After a few minutes or two of complete unhappiness, Gloxious finally stopped his cries, as he lifted his head back up, pondering upon the fact that others may have heard him, of which he desperately did not want. Therefore the Bosmer swiftly fell silent as he continued to quietly tremble, whilst staring at the Fort wall thinking of those he now disliked from the past…

The Wood Elf quietly whispered. “Not one sliver of joy has embedded into me since the days of my time in Valenwood… not one.”