Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150204102142/@comment-5614539-20150205030420

Rayon sat in a small woodland copse in mid-Skyrim, sharpening his blades. He had returned to his former unkempt state once again. Putting his blade down slowly, he picked up a piece of charcoal, and, in a scratchy hand, wrote,

''My dearest Agrias,

''I am so, so, so very sorry, that I have been gone. It is, and will always be the greatest regret of my life, and especially now she is dead. I truly always have, and truly always will miss you, my dearest. If ever you desire to see me, come to Kynesgrove. I will be there.

''All my love, Rayon Arquintine