Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20160602184114/@comment-24736819-20160609145043

"Well, I've been away for two years. I don't think I'll be joining you in that trip to Vvardenfell, so if you'd like...", Velaryon left the sentence trail, indicating that he was suggesting himself.

The thought of being underground inside ruins alongside other people always scared him after he learned about his curse. What would happen if he lost control and killed them? He'd never forgive himself. But then, again, the man he thought that could help him was going on that trip, so perhaps he should go along?

"Or... I don't know, if you'd like me to stay here, then I'd gladly overlook the HQ. Otherwise, I might join you.", he seemed a bit conflicted and unsure.