Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150613171809/@comment-5543592-20150613221703

"Your loss." Ogedei replied, giving her one last sure smile before turning back around to face the counter.

"Wise girl." Rhaolan chuckled into a mug.

Ogedei rolled his eyes, turning his attention back to his wine bottle and it's chalice

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Mioshe's widened eyes drifted from the Orsimer, to the commotion between the Dunmer, Altmer, and Breton, and then back to his book, deciding to mind his own buisness.