Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150125090354/@comment-32420582-20150129094059

Corvo looked at the wall and then the sewer, the sewer would most likely be guarded, but he needed to get into the Ragged flagon. "Fuck it." he said, he backed up then ran at the wall, at the last second he ran up the wall and gripped onto a loose brick.

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Helark got up, he stared at the ruins of his village, he was wet from his tears and his eyes were really red. "Why... Why do the gods punish my race so harashly..." he asked himself as walked toward the ruins, something in the ashes caught his eye, he walked over to it then picked it up. It was an amulet (The Dragon is meant to be Akatosh.) to Helark's surprise two voices shouted in surprise at being picked up, "What the!?!" Helark yelled.

"Who the fuck is that!?!" A voice asked, their accent was really weird, but it held power and honor.

"I have no idea." another voice replied, it was an ancient voice, like a dragons, it held power and dominace.