Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20161224133825/@comment-27922119-20170107140519

The crusaders, after a day of tracking, had finally caught up with the insane Khajiit. They found him cooking a scrib over a dying campfire, sitting on Reman like a chair. The lack of light proved problematic when trying to assess their leader’s current condition.

''Well, if he’s fine with a Khajiit sitting on him as he cooks a scrib, I don’t think he’ll be in the best position to object. ''

Vorrus presented a brilliant plan to the rest of the crusaders, keeping his voice down.

“I think we should run up and stab the bastard.”

The crusaders agreed.

“And the scrib for good measure.”

The crusaders agreed.