Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150320163344/@comment-29458028-20150323121135

Raphael followed Erys out, wondering what was truly going on. If the Inquisition came knocking, he would show them not to trifle with mages and magic in general. The gods he didn't care about, though. Raphael was probably the closest thing to an Athiest on Tamriel, preferring not to confer any special honorific to what he believed were just Alteration mages on a scale that mortal minds chose not to comprehend.

Still, food was good. If the promised roast beef was still there, he would gladly devour it without thinking. Raphael wondered what the food really was...

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Remillia didn't say her name, she just said "I'll tell you my name, if you let me touch your body. Actually, maybe not. Fine. I am Remillia Fontaine, travelling healer, quack doctor, magician and ummm ... courte  ... argh, nevermind."

She shook her head at her awkward introduction.