Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141208220620/@comment-3293219-20141213231400

"Myling..." Rowan muttered, sighing heavily as he hung his head and looked back up to the guards.

"You're... Wrong... About wronging me, about... being better off dead..."

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A blur flashed before Divaak's eyes and Shrike fell down infront of him, clashing his blade with him.

"Ha!" The Khajiit called.

"Shrike's boots are better than Shrike thought!" He grinned.

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Nadira began to storm the room, looking under the bed, behind the furniture.

"C'mon, he can't have gotten far!"