Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20180122052739/@comment-24530992-20180214130150

Stauntax shook the blood off of his blades before sheathing both, heading back to his wife and the Thalmor scout. He looked down at the elf, crouching next to him.

"I almost remember the times when the Thalmor had some sort of backbone and didn't lose to fucking bugs," he muttered. "What are you doing way out here, elf?"