Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24141785-20150606215453/@comment-24141785-20150606222342

I swear that fucker wants me to gut him...

She looked up at the commanding officer, Faulvir, who was giving her stern looks.

"Couldn't you have at least dressed better?" The bosmer smirked, grinning at Iylair. She couldn't give two shits about this anniversary, and she had to wear robes to disguise her armour.

She cursed under her breath and looked down under the carriage, "At least I like eating vegitation..."

The bosmer spat, glaring angrily at her before looking back at the convoy. She sighed and closed her eyes, wishing to be back with K'azz.

But that won't happen again...and that was then.

Her daydreaming was halted when the carriage came to a sudden stop. She looked around but found herself in the middle of woodland.

"Your going on ye' own." The carriage driver murmured, "I'm afraid I ain't going any further."

Iylair gave the carriage driver a disgusted look, as to say she was meant to be respected, but cowardly looked away when he returned it. She steppted off the carriage and watched it drive away, turning to Faulvir.

"Ladies first..." The bosmer muttered, attempting at some form of humor.

"Never try that again." She seethed through gritted teeth, before continuing on their path.