Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20190925195201/@comment-25828117-20190928140715

The hood had come off and Emile was looking into the terrified brown eyes of a pretty brunette woman as they were still dazed from the attack. If he were to guess she was an Imperial woman from the south-west. The Gold Coast or some such place, given her healthy tanned skin.

"P-please d-don't."

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"Because you look like a rugged hunk of a man who knows his way around a woman." The redguard stated as if it was the most self-evident thing in the world.

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Alvoran entered a large hall that had all manner of weaponry on display. Some of it quite garish, worked with curls and gold. Most of it seemed to be made primarily for display, rather than use. The styles ranged from the finest elven craftwork to the geometrical styles of Nords and Dwemer.

"I see you have discovered our weapons collection." The female khajiit from the other room said as she silently came to his side.