Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190217022144/@comment-7262318-20190218134754

"They're gone now," Alvoran reminded her. "And they won't be coming back... not if they're intelligent..."

He sighed. "Don't worry... you're safe. I promise," He kept saying, trying to put her heavy heart at ease.

"This One knew no better," Shrava explained. "For the first many years of her life... she knew the trade of swinging a pickaxe. That was all..."

"She... she didn't even know the name of her own race until she was no longer a cub. Nor did This One know that there was more in the world than the ashlands of Morrowind until... until she was free..."

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"Oh, I'm sure we will," Torus said, offering her a hand. "Come on... I'll get you back to the inn before you trip over yourself.

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Vordel didn't say anything in return for a moment, instead just resting in her embrace and sighing contently. "I... I'm sorry. For everything," He finally spoke.