Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20160127045825/@comment-5583506-20160205022405

Ran'Jinro rubbed the weariness from his head and rolled off from her, his chest rising and falling as he recovered from the experience.

"You..." he began panting. "You have no idea... how long it has been since I had anyone around for that."

"What?" said Myrdana. "You are actually serious? I meant it as a joke, but... Well, alright", she shrugged. "It's your funeral. I don't think there are much requirements to it. But according to that Breton girl who is standing outside her mentor, a Khajiit named Ran'Jinro, wants some sort of confirmation from people who are interested before dawn. Apparently that's when they will head out. I suggest you speak to her about it."