Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160122194819/@comment-5543592-20160122205722

"Yeah, sure." Said Scire, a little miffed as to way Faldras was talking to him. The Bosmer had never shown any interest before.



Crimson drew back an arrow all the way, squeezed his left eye shot, and focused on the lich with his right. He sighted it's face.

"Pal, two words.  Body.  Lotion."