Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20141027213346/@comment-24530992-20141102034046

"No! Stay back! I'm warning you!" A reguard child shouted, scrambling into an alleyway. She raised her rusty fork, guaranteed to give you the Elder Scrolls variant of Tetnus if stabbed.

"Gooo!" She wailed, waving the piece of silverware widly infront of her. Whatever seemed to have been threatening her has walked off. It was indeed her adoptive father, trying to give her her dinner.

"Oh well." She mumbled, leaving the alleyway. She threw her fork aside, which ended up hitting her adoptive mother in the forehead, too.

"Oh well. Again." The Redguard, who went by the name of La'Quiqui shrugged. She took her plate of fresh skeever from a rock.

"Yo! Why the fuck are you cooking skeever?" She shouted at her 'father'.

"Because I thought you were too high on Skooma to notice any difference." He retorded, throwing a spoon at her. It hit her on the nose and she passed out.