Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160301230548/@comment-3293219-20160304180108

"Who says I haven't already?" Talin asked, giving her a smirk.

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Kessen stopped at the mansion's front door, waiting patiently for some sort of response. He knew that he'd be recognised, that he was likely going to end up as their slave again or maybe they'll just kill him for running away, either way, better him than Naomi.

The door slowly opened and a guardsman stood there, looking quite puzzled as he immediately began to study him, almost as if he recognised him.

"I'm here to see Kane Oakvale?" The Bosmer asked, rather timidly, prompting the guard to nod and step back allowing him inside.

"Please, wait here whilst I see if he's expecting you." The Guardsman asked, not buying the dirty peasant's word as to whether or not he was.

Kessen nodded, nervously, awaiting Kane to arrive...

He wasn't expecting to see Naomi again and in truth, part of him hated that. As much as he often talked about how little value his life had, that had gotten less true since Naomi came into it. He... Wanted her...

Kessen waited some time for his former master to return, well, Kane wasn't truly his former master. He served Elis but Kane was the man of the house, so his word goes.

It took some time but the rather large, in gurth, Bosmer began his descent down the stairs. It was obvious that he wasn't expecting Kessen and had come out of sheer curiosity'.

"Well, this is a surprise..." He began as he stepped off of the last step on the stairway.

"Come crawling back have you?" He asked, folding his arms and cocking his head. In truth, Kane wasn't so mad as he was... intrigued. Kessen wasn't like other slaves, him running away was... not really considered a possibility. Something must've spooked him, he wasn't sure what it could be but he'd still rather the boy told him than run off into the wilderness.

"I... Not exactly, I'm... Here for Agatha." He explained, rather timidly as he began to feel his old feelings of fear and worthlessness. The Oakvales, so hard to read and capable of anything.

"Agatha? You mean, the slave we got to replace you?" Kane asked, sounding almost amused.

"Or are you here to replace her?"

"I... Have an owner, she is a powerful mage of great influence. Agatha is a friend of hers and I'm here to return her."

Kane narrowed his eyes as he thought on it, slowly stroking his beard.

"That so..." He uttered, slowly drawing a flask from his belt and necking a large amount of its contents.

"And where is this... illustrious lady?"

"She's... At her camp... She's too important for such trivial things, it's not like you ever showed up in person." Kessen shrugged, trying to cover for her.

"That's... Fair enough... Of course, this is assuming that she even exists. I'm curious as to how you know Agatha's name... But I'm almost certain that you're not telling me something."

Kessen paused, smelling the booze on the man's breath. his heart sank and began to thump in his chest.

"Well... Naomi doesn't care, whether or not you believe me, she wants Agatha back!" The Slave insisted, standing his ground and getting a faint smirk out of his skeptical former owner.

"I think we need to take this conversation somewhere... private..." He said and as he said that, Kessen felt something wrap around his mouth. He took a deep breath out of shock and began to feel incredibly dizzy, drowsy even. The Guardsman pinned the small cloth to his mouth, forcing him to inhale what was spread on it as much as possible until he passed out.

He was swiftly taken away to an undisclosed location...