Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150112130316/@comment-25038310-20150113115714

The leader, bewildered and surprised, ran out of the room and exited Falkreath. Probably off to get some more guards.

Antoine looked at his savior - somewhat glaring. He was bound to a chair, albeit he was still paralyzed. He seemed like a caged beast that would be ready to attack if he could.

"Oh boy.. a cat saves the day.. just get me out of these bounds, if you please. " he demanded with an arrogant and straightforward tone, not even thanking the Khajit.