Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20160913141844/@comment-26103034-20161010162616

The Nord swallowed, his throat dry. He closed his eyes for a moment and whispered, "Divines preserve me," under his breath, before emptying what water was left in his flask. His mouth still as dry as it was before, he looked down, checking his weapons, and set off after the others.