Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20150315182542/@comment-5543592-20150317212205

Dacian scratched his head as she walked away. Fool with? Had he always been known to "fool" with things? Maybe he'd spent too long in isolation stroking his own ego. Dacian thought back to 9 years ago, when he'd first become upsessed with the Dragon Priests of Skyrim. Had he'd been like this since then.

Eh, it wasn't him, it was her- he was awesome.

He descended the stairs to go retrieve his stuff from the inn.