Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20150722092936/@comment-3293219-20150724205650

"No, I'm not that much of an optimist..." Urzoga grunted, looking around from side to side as another Breton bandit charged over to her, yelling and brandishing a cutlass. Unimpressed, the Orsimer just cut him down and turned back to her Argonian Prisoner.

"He's probably held up in one of the tents... Think you can get to him? I kind of have my hands full here..."