Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20151031193522/@comment-5543592-20151101161150

Ragnar blinked painfully slow, wondering who dared call him 'Uncle Rag.' "Yeah, you know... that big cave system under Cyrodiil... Oh, nevermind." Maria shrugged, before glancing around, her eyes landing on Dacian.

"And you are?" Dacian stepped forward, cape swishing against an artifical air current, that he created, of course.

"Dacian Bellamy." He said, throwing an accent into his speech.