Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20160228221959/@comment-5583506-20160316005832

"Yeah", said the Breton. "I honestly doubt this is going to work, but an order is an order. I just don't want to end up as that animal over there."

The woman pointed in the direction in which Vidrik previously had seen the doe get torn apart. Presumably there were some remains left of the poor animal that could be seen.

"Oh... that's fucking nasty", muttered the Argonian. "Well, let's just hope that this Ran'Jinro fellow is as good with leadership and slaying Beasts. Getting the respect of the high commander isn't worth much in the end when you are dead."

The Breton shrugged. "Yeah..."



Ran'Jinro grabbed his pants and pulled them up before donning a white shirt until he finally hung the regular cloak and hood over his shoulders. "Come along then", he said, extending his hand for her to take.