Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20151031193522/@comment-24123288-20151031211919

The Barman sighed again. He did so hate having to explain this part...

"You are in Cheydinhels very own Crovenhoft Inn." He said.

"Bloody Crovenhoft..." Julie muttered.

"Quite..." The Altmer shrugged before continuing on. "Here in this City, everyone is made to fight in the Arena just up the hill. You'll usually hear the crowds roaring non stop, always begging to see more bloodshed. Deadra are so similar sometimes..." He chuckled, wiping a strand of hair from his eye.

"I do hope you enjoy fighting. Cause you aren't leaving til one of you wins the champiionship."