Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32420582-20150204060459/@comment-25038310-20150206163619

Arnaud's brow raised even further upon hearing the threat - and this time it was unmistaken.

He looked at Remis for a moment, before looking back at the ashes. He noticed the glinstering of septims that nearly sprouted out of the small leaher pouch. It was a great amount, and he had his eyes fixed on it like an eagle on a prey.

"Of course.. Go ahead, Dunmer." He said, as he took up the pouch of the ashes, practically looting the body. He closed the pouch, and weighed its contents by throwing it up in the air a few times. He looked down at the dead dunmer's ashes, shrugging.

''Sorry Dark elf. I'm afraid you won't need that coin while you're just a heap of ashes.''

He thought to himself. It was a dishonorful act, but he used to do this on places like Solstheim. And he was always amazed at the amount of stuff that could still be found sometimes. The fact that it was dishonorful didn't seem to bother him at all.

"Perhaps you need help carrying some of those bodies..?" He asked, grinning under his bandana.