Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20151017130502/@comment-29559990-20151017234808

Talin and Scire went down a large corridor and down into the holding cells, which was dimly lit by a few torches hanging above the wall. In the dungeon was a cell that held a Redguard in some ragged clothes and a Windhelm guard with a sword in his hand. The redguard was binded and hanging his head, avoiding the nord who had a vein pulsing out of his head.

"If you don't start speaking up, we are not gonna catch this thing!" The nord growled at the man. "So, for the final, Father Fucking time, tell me what you saw!"