Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150628202441/@comment-24736819-20150731194506

"What about the other one? The breton?", Balin asked. Somehow that breton was very familiar and the Prince had a strange feeling when he entered the inn.

"You don't know who he is, Captain? Well, probably you don't remember who that tall, breton man truly is...He is your uncle, Joramun Toreau. Much like you, he just got here...", Azaron raised an eyebrow.

"My...my uncle? This stop is turning out to be something truly remarkable. Why on Nirn he didn't came by to greet me?", the Prince asked, hoping that the dunmer could answer his question.

"He probably didn't saw you coming in. Brujlv is a very strong man and they made a large sum bet on that arm wrestling...the wrestle has been going on for an hour or so.", the strange dunmer replied.

"One whole hour? Without even flinching?!", the Prince was truly impressed.