Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160118202126/@comment-3293219-20160118213610

Talin nodded and took a step towards the entrance, pushing the door open and gesturing for the others to follow in.

"Draw your weapons... There maybe walking corpses inside."

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Jude lay in her embrace, not returning it or resisting it.

"No, I mean... I can, if you want but... That wasn't where I was going with this." The Dunmer sighed, pulling himself away.

"It's just... I can't remember the first time I killed someone, if it was before or after. Can't remember when I started eating the dead. My first lover wanted to trick me into killing myself, so that she could live another day. About half of my childhood memories are just... black, darkness, with a few pockets of light every now and then. Constantly cold, hungry, afraid and sick.

I know that Faldras believes that life was hard for him... and in a way, it kind of was. But you gotta see where I'm coming from, when I say that 'waaah, Daddy hit me' just doesn't seem like a good enough reason..."