Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20170727174031/@comment-7262318-20170728034242

"Such pitiful men. Devoting their lives to an unrestrained jealousy," Diadros shook his head. He reached into a bag, and when his hand came out, the Dwemer sleeve was on it. "What a shame..."

"I'm ready," Jerus said. He readied his bow, which he had managed to snag on the way out of the academy. Hopefully, Pierre would understand.

Avarus nodded. Ready