Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20190916205409/@comment-5543592-20190918230952

"Is he dead?" She heard someone call.

The Khajiit reached down, his hand passing dangerously close to Kashya's face, as he pressed his fingers to the man's neck. "No, he's alive."

"Take him inside, drop him in a bunk.  Khajiit will him what happened when he wakes up.  Perhaps the Big Man will know."

"What an idiot." The Khajiit muttered, pulling the sentry off her, and hefting him up onto a shoulder. Kashya left a noticable imprint in the hay, and the Khajiit frowned, staring at her.

Scaldor led them to the gate, the one Kashya had not passed through earlier, and stood against it. He peered into the courtyard, looking at the rear of the tower. On this side of the courtyard, there wasn't much other than stored crates of supplies that had had a net thrown over them and been tied down.

Scaldor got a dark grin on his face.