Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150523213251/@comment-5583506-20150523233310

Najiima shyly snuck out of the Dunmer's tent, before heading to the well on the back. She once again glanced at her reflection, pondering over just who she was. Where on Nirn had she learnt to do a move like that?

She washed up to the best of her abilities. Some of the scars ached as her fingers touched them. As if they had never really healed. At least her blue eye didn't hurt any longer.

''Heterochromia, huh? Quite common amongst Khajiit this one has heard, but never before has she encountered such a vicious case in which a miscoloured eye starts bleeding like that. At least not from what Najiima can remember...''