Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191211213915/@comment-25828117-20191214160915

Helian, with his superior eyes, scanned the battlefield and saw more of the same only in superior detail.

"It appears we are stuck here." Nemicus said to everyone.

Lysilde did not like it, but it seemed to be the case.

"For as long as those daedra roam outside, indeed we are."

"Easy for you to say!" The wood elf told the khajiit. He wore a green cloak that hung down from his neck like a curtain. He was short but dressed in more conventional attire. Nothing culturally Bosmer really. His face seemed rather round for an elf. And red. But that was mostly due to the effort he was exerting.