Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-6006054-20150304025325/@comment-12599067-20150306032422

Ma'Jharo signed up at the register like everyone else, although he took a moment to survey the opposition as he stepped up. So far it didn't look like much-- some Nord who'd decided to go without a chestplate (a horrible idea, in Ma'Jharo's mind), a few people in ebony (although the way they held themselves indicated more "mage" than "warrior" to Ma'Jharo) and some chump in a mask (which Ma'Jharo figured was more for looks than actual practicality-- it would certainly be useless against a direct hit from anything bigger than a kitchen knife). Then again, he'd fought foes who were deceptively strong before. But on the other hand, he had won all of those battles, too.