Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10197675-20150805193950/@comment-5614539-20150811124913

"Neither, actually." The Dunmer replied. "A priest, champion, disciple, whatever you may title it, and a retired Imperial general." His mask was still in his bag, and he was dressed in simple Dunmer clothing. He saved his robes for Akavir. Meanwhile, Titus had glanced around the ship deck and said, "Leave our boat tied up. It's got fresh fruit and water, and we've been catching fish and cooking it."

"What my friend means to say," Thrael elaborated, "is would you like any?" He leapt back into the small boat and rummaged around in the cabin, before bringing out a tray laden with four large, still warm fish wrapped in a thin sheet of metal.