Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150905141843/@comment-24736819-20150905171453

Another day rose and the patients of the House rose with it. Maximus decided that it would be interesting to see his doings developing on that hateful elf, so naturally he went to look for the man.

"What is going on? I'm not mad, I came here on purpose... Or have I?", the elf asked himself, struggling with Max's influence.

"Top o'the morning to you.", the son of Sheogorath said, loudly and obnoxiously. The elf almost jumped out of the chair, but managed to keep the scare to himself.

"You again? Don't you have better things to do, like counting your own hair follicles or something?", the elf snarked.

"One hundred and twenty two thousand, six hundred and two. I already did.", Max joked, "I'm more interested about something you said yesterday...the 'I'm not one of you' thingy."

The elf narrowed his eyes in suspicion, hiw would someone inside such facility would understand the true meaning of those words?

(TBC)