Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20150404232940/@comment-5583506-20150406211057

Rashka groaned in his sleep. His head felt as if it was haunted by a thousand angry Dunmer ancestral ghosts, pounding constantly.

He yawned and scratched his balls before rising out of bed while the entire world around him kept spinning. He remembered the note in his pocket. A job opportunity awaited him and he would make sure that it didn't fall out of his hands. Especially not if it meant that he got laid at the end of the job.

He stumbled his way to the door and move slowly down the stairs, leaning against the wall to keep himself steady.