Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20150404005102/@comment-24736819-20150412162338

"And what has changed since then? What ia different this time?",  Velaryon asked.

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"Big mouthed, blind whore... I have no choice.", Garulf talked to himself as he watched the Bunkhouse from afar. He had the sharp dagger he had used on the graverobber on his hand, even though it was in its sheath he could feel the strange magick within it, the enchantment that aided him so many times before.

"Just a few more hours and you're done.", he saw the guards he sent earlier to the stablishment to warn the Khajiit whore of how opening her doors to anyone now would be inviting the killer to the brothel and saw them finally leaving after having their fun. He was sure that no one else would enter the brothel today, no one else but him.