Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26103034-20160110131705/@comment-26103034-20160112171128

(ummm... How do I intro this? Eh, I'll do this)

Armir rubbed his eyes and sat up. His head throbbed as he looked around at where he was. It seemed to be some sort of cell, just big enough for him and one other person. On the floor were two thin pieces of cloth. He was lying on one, and on the other was a Nord with one eye scarred. The Nord was wearing what looked like ripped farm clothes, which made Armir look at his. It seemed they'd let him keep his armour. That was a relief.

After he inspected the door - solid, with no view out and with an impressive looking lock - Armir headed to wake the Nord.

Around the prison, the others were waking up in similar cells.

(A'er and Lugs, whichever of you posts first can decide if you are with Loffel or not.)