Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150830164226/@comment-29559990-20150902215322

The Orc and Khajiit sat wordlessly behind their iron bars, unsure of how they were going to get out of there. The Orc actually had no problems residing within the confines of a cell, as he had all the time in the world. The Khajiit, on the other hand, was anxious to get out. He had business to conduct. Profits to make. Gold to take. Needless to say, he wanted out. Now.