Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20170111042546/@comment-32420582-20170202135444

Vashjiir stalked toward the shrine, while trying not to breathe through his nose, stopping in front of it and placing his hand upon it. "So this is where Harkon met his final death? I'm glad that bastard is dead." He murmured, running his hand across the shrine.