Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150302024219/@comment-5583506-20150303235248

Rikki wished she could smile. Her aunt had put a cup with wine to dampen her pain somewhere nearby, but she didn't dare to move in case she would make the cup fall.

"What are you, Broskar? Nord? Imperial? Khajiit? No, not a Khajiit", she said and sounded a bit disappointed as if she was hoping that Broskar was someone else.