Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20160626032211/@comment-24141785-20160628160048

"Out of all the places, you chose here?"

Zenolia sighed quietly, rolling her eyes as Ravos had found himself at her spot. The Altmer soon groaned, not bothering to find herself a new spot "Doesn't matter now."

She went into her bag, eventually pulling out a brandy bottle. As she popped the cork off, she looked over to the Dunmer and held out the bottle quietly.