Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20160322234619/@comment-29559990-20160410181310

Mongo and Athorian saq quietly at the table for a while, with the Orc being anxious to know what Athorian had gone to retrieve at the Jewelers. Knowing the Altmer's tendency, there was probably some fancy ring with a diamond in the center, unpaid for.

"Athorian, what did you do at the Jewelers?" Mongo asked once more.

The Altmer sighed and turned his attention back to Mongo. "Okay, I'll show you what I was doing up there. But, no one, and I mean no one, is to know about this. If word gets out, I will know it was you. Got it?"

"Fine," Mongo shrugged, finding himself to feel more anxious now. Athorian reached down into his pocket and pulled out a small case that fit snuggly into the palm of his hands. He opened it up, and in the center was a golden ring with a flawless diamond, and the letters "El" engraved into the gold.

It took Mongo a few moments to realize what it was. "Athorian..." Mongo muttered. "Your-"

"Yeah," Athorian said, quickly snapping the case shut and putting it back into his pocket before rising. "Not a word," He warned, before walking off again.

Mongo, meanwhile, was left utterly speechless in the wake of this revalation.