Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26103034-20150624192849/@comment-26103034-20150806175129

As the host, Adrianne, finished speaking, saying, "And a toast to the Thalmor," a latecomer arrived. The yound wizard, wearing light robes, after a bit of talking with the (bouncer? guard?) person who was making sure he was allowed, entered.

A scarred man in steel armour nodded to the guard captain, who was leaning against a wall, seemingly relaxed, before walking closer to Adrianne.

A nervous looking Breton in fine clothers nodded to a robed skinny Altmer before she (the High Elf) walked away, past an Elderly Wizard in grey robes.

There were other people there, but they were boring and unimportant.