Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141208220620/@comment-3293219-20141214174033

Though Sebastian's wound had closed, his condition wasn't getting any better, it was as if the wound was infected... or poisoned.

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Azarath cracked up, looking over to Jane with a slight smirk.

"Heh, never stopped me before..." The Dunmer mocked, turning back to Nadira.

"Hell, she used to come to find me."

Nadira fell silent, wondering if this was really happening, could it be Jorthar, manipulating her mind? Somehow, despite the fact that she knew and even loved Azarath, like an Uncle, she knew that this wasn't beneath him.

"This is my fuckin' house and you three pricks and your little friends have come in and trashed it, still my fuckin' house, I can talk to anyone I please.

You got that, cupcake?"