Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20170802030316/@comment-24141785-20170804093319

Talen, after having finished up in the bathouse, had waltzed into the main hall; rather eager to reunite with his tribe. Sure, few had shown up to his departure, and he had forgiven his parents for being one of them, but he surely thought that the tribe leader would show up...

''Right, Gilm? How... How else would you see how much of a badarse nnuisance I've become...''

The Argonian was dressed in a dark green robe, with bones tied together and strapped to his shoulders and waist, and a single skull on the belt. Gathering them had been tedious; not only did he have to wait until he could sneak out, but he also had to try and find them in less than ambiguous ways.

Meanwhile, Idrlyn had entered the hall confidently, having finally scavenged a name from the countless amounts of books she had read. She had found a storybook featuring a beautiful maiden that wasn't all that she appeared, and after adapting her nickname with slight tweaks she finally came to a conclusion.

''Banshee... That should send my enemies pissing their pants..''

As she made her way towards the ever-inever-increasing group, one could notice she was dressed in a bright green jacket, with a vibrant brown undershirt. She had elected on using something to tie herself back to her heritage, and so she decided it was fitting for the occasion.

"Today certainly looks like it's going to go well." She said, to no one in particular, as she readjusted her hair.