Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141115154304/@comment-5583506-20141116143640

"See!" whispered Aldoran and bumped on Myling's shoulder and pointed at the woman passing by. "You look just like her. Only that she is probably waiting for her beloved to find her, while you..."

"Avoid mine, I know..."

The Imperial raised his shoulders "But why? What's the point in having someone you love if you are afraid to meet him? No wonder that the land of the Nords is so dangerously underpopulated."

"You wouldn't understand", she sighed. "It's a long story, and if I told you about it you would probably have the same reaction he had in the end."

"Oh, come on! It can't be that bad can it? I mean, it's not like you are secretly, horribly disfigured under that thick scarf of yours, are you?" Without hesitation he pulled her scarf down, exposing her face. "See?" he smiled. "I knew you were pretty!"

She gasped and quickly adjusted her scarf again, pulling it so close up to her face that the only thing visible was her nose and ice-blue eyes. "You are mean! Why would you do that?"

"What?! It's not like it would kill you, would it? Besides, whatever are you hiding your face for? Such a pretty face should not be hidden like that."

"I am flattered", she growled. "But I like to think that I have a saying in how I care to dress!"

"Fine", he sighed. "I am just saying you looked better off without it. I you were my girl I would never have allowed you cover yourself like that."

"If I were your girl, I would never have allowed you to come as much as two feet within the vicinity of my clothes. You seem to have a nasty reputation by ripping women's clothing off without asking politely."

He blushed. "Uhm... When you put it that way you make me sound like a real... prick..."

"Don't flatter yourself", she grumbled. "Just be on the lookout for anyplace where there might live an old man with a fascination for ridiculously rare trees."