Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10197675-20141231170452/@comment-10197675-20150110140110

(I'll hold it back abit) The Nord looked back towards the Breton receiving the healing potion, as a nervous looking Altmer received an ale at the bar.

"Thanks, *takes potion* a wolf caught me of guard when I was exiting my tent in the morning, jumped up from behind me and sunk his teeth into my arm... dammed hound."