Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20161012204049/@comment-24123288-20161013231621

A few hours pass and Zaydate, hyper aware of the patrons looking over at her every two minutes, was realising Talin wasn't coming back anytime soon.

They grabbed him earlier than I thought...

She sighed, wearily, and cupped her hands round her drink, which she refused to touch for fear of poisoning, and looked to Gabe. She stared at him a long while, taking him in for her last few days on this plane...

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Talin was roughly shook awake, and when his vision cleared, he saw he was bound by the hands, stripped of his weapons and armour, leaving only the clothes he wore underneath. Two Argonians stood by his side, in a massive, yet hightly dirty and extremely damp throne room. Sat in front of him, on the huge throne, made of bones and Wamasau leather, sat a muscled, brown scaled Argonian in an extremely elaborate headress, covered in feathers, more bone and bits of wood.

J'anxi emanated power just from the way he was sitting, staring at Talin with a look of disgust. His hand was under his chin and his eyes narrowed before he spoke in a deep, rumbling voice.

"Warhaft. It is an 'honour' to meet you at last..."