Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160403202136/@comment-3293219-20160405001058

"Sorry, force of habbit." The Bosmer murmured, looking up to his 'owner' with a worried glance. Everything that he cared about in this world was right beside him and there was fire all around them, it looked like hell on earth and he was... afraid.

Afraid that he'd either lose his life or lose the will to live.