Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20150928220113/@comment-29559990-20151005141750

Kazrris began making his way for the exit. He glanced over to his shoulder to see if the bird was still on his shoulder. Sure enough, he was.

"What to call you?" He asked aloud, mulling over possible names for the creature. The bird gae him a blank stare with his beady eyes.

"I think I'll call you Aran," he finally said. It was the only word Kazrris knew of the Ta'agra language, and it didn't sound like a bad name. The bird cooed in agreement, and nuzzled against the Khajiit's cheek in agreement.