Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20150715181657/@comment-3293219-20150720161921

Jo-Sire heard the snap of Hawke's staff, his ears perked up as he did, prompting him turn around, giving them a slight smirk before tapping his Orsimer as he tried to get his attention.

The Khajiit was a white furred cat with tiger-like patterns across his face, he had more than a few battle scars to show off and had his mane cut into a mohawk.

"Well well, what have we here?" He asked, slowly turning back as he revealed that he was wearing black, orcish armour, with a red tint. It all looked rather impressive and unique.

"Next time pay up you little turd!" An Orc grunted at the Breton, who was most likely unconscious or worse... Either way, he wasn't anyone's concern right now as the Khajiit met face to face with those who hunted him.

"You have business with this one?" Scire unslung his bow from his back.

"Should we just kill 'em?" He asked. Was this the Ashlands, or outside city boundries, he would, but he didn't know what to do here.

"Not very civilized are you?" Jo-Sire mocked, smirking as he folded his arms. -

Talin wasn't sure what kind of relationship Levi had with Hawke but it seemed... serious, like she wasn't telling him everything. She seemed afraid of the man most of the time, which seemed incredibly suspicious.

"Well, we know what to expect, when it comes to Tharn. Hopefully he won't be able to play that trick on us too easily."