Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150905141843/@comment-5583506-20150912004055

Rikki sat down by the side of the table, looking with anticipation upon the two Bretons sitting face-to-face with each other.

She had a playful smile on her face. "What kind of lovey-dovey talk is going on here then?"

"So, as I was saying", said Cat and gave Pierre a meaningful grimace, indicating that she wasn't at all comfortable with the Khajiit eavesdropping on them. "I was raised in an orphanage. I guess that my father was just another whoremonger who didn't give two shits about having a child on his conscience. And my mother... well, my mother presumably just turned herself into an attractive woman, knocked boots together with him, had me, and then returned to her accursed plane of existence."