Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20170701140145/@comment-7262318-20170802214509

The Khajiit before him was a monster to be hold. A man just as large as him, though slightly less muscular, he was an ominous presence. His fur was unbefitting of a god of murder, as it was a pure white color that shined brightly against the fires that illuminated the Blood Fields. His eyes glowed a deep crimson color, allowing him to stare into his eyes and seemingly into his soul.

"And now you come back alone, trying to challenge my servant," Sangiin hissed, kneeling next to the frozen man. "You're a bold man."