Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170611015924/@comment-5583506-20170614034502

DB Baxter wrote:

"I hear birds..." Bagarok said. "And, uh... leaves... rustling..." "Ah, she plays coy with us!" the Khajiit said with a nod. "Is that how it's going to be then? Fine! See if Khajiit cares!"

Shanks seemed genuinely upset about something, but then again he might as well have been playing Bagarok for a fool.

"No secrets today, stone man. Tomorrow perhaps? Or next year? Next decade? Or was it the next decade last night? Shanks gets confused sometimes. And tired. And hungry. And depressed. And lonesome. Perhaps even a bit suicidal. Who knows? Maybe he doesn't feel this way? Or does he?"

The Khajiit froze up in his rush of thoughts, acknowledging Bagarok's presence once more. "Another time. Not now. Perhaps never? Khajiit can't tell."