Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190307235204/@comment-7262318-20190318015159

Torus knelt at the edge of the river and merely watched them row along, deep in thought...

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"So..." Shrava murmured. "What do you think the chances are that we can go back to Duncroft soon?"

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Meyline slowly inched closer and closer. Once she got close enough to Ulrus, she leapt onto his back and locked her arms around his head and throat. Escaping from her grip before losing conciousness would be quite challenging for the Daedra worshipper