Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160609223302/@comment-5543592-20160612195223

"That works, I guess." Scire said, not really knowing what else he'd do with himself anyway.

"And what do you think we'd do after we'd get to old for the adventure things?" He asked, running his thumb over the back of her hand.

As the Nord in Dwemer armor approached the bulwark of the Keshik camp, recently fortified due to the Hunter attack, one of the sentries raised a hand and called to him.

"Halt!  Identify yourself!"