Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150119142301/@comment-32420582-20150120125755

Helark silently watched a deer, he had his bow out and an arrow ready. He took a deep breath then shot the arrow and exhaled, it landed in the deers throat causing it to run then drop dead quickly after. Helark sighed then skinned the deer, he headed toward Morthal and got their quickly, he ignored the looks people shot at him, he headed to the blacksmith then said "Here's the deer hide you asked for." he had a strange accent due to him never meeting any other people with different accents.

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Kailen stabbed his ebony greatsword into the ground, he took deep breaths, he had just murdered his former comrades. Kailen then began cursing in his native tongue, he took off his face and took many deep breaths, he stared at his best friends now bloodly corpse, he spoke in his native tongue again. He then began slithering off, he then noticed he was nearing Gallows rock, he remembered the reports of strange activity here. He hissed then looked around, he couldn't spot any way he could get away without risking getting captured by a patrol.

Kalien was a skilled fighter, when in military training he topped everything, he was the best solider in his races army, but now he was giving all that up for adventure and peace. He wasn't well trained in speaking the Skyrim natives tongue, he had learned basic words. He then tried to remember the word for showing he wasn't a threat, he frowned when he couldn't think of it. Kalien flicked out his tongue tasting the air, he could taste the chemicals, he tasted the air again and noticed the taste was stronger. There was a patrol coming, he cursed every curse he thought of in his tongue then looked around trying to find a hiding spot, when he couldn't find any he didn't unsheathe his weapon, he just... waited.