Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20141107052724/@comment-29458028-20141108074702

Nelfyion teleported them to a pocket dimension. Whatever transpired within was not known. A few minutes later, the two young ladies reappeared and Nelfyion was lying on the ground, dead drunk, his spear erect.

J'zargo was sleeping on Onmund's back with a skooma joint in his mouth smoking away, while Onmund was slapping his Khajit friend.