Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29559990-20150215004500/@comment-29559990-20150216195150

Once the majority had filed out of the room, The Altmer marched over to the unconscious Bosmer and lifted her up off of the ground, her unmoving body dangling almost an entire foot off the ground.

"Wake up, you swine!" He raged, a good amount of saliva flying into her face. __________________________________________________________________________

When the prisoners made it to the top deck, there were other ships just as large and similar in structure at the docks, and they were also unloading men and women in heavy chains and ragged clothing. These prisoners were being crammed into carts and wagons. Once filled, they were off into the thick forest in front of them, following a beaten path.

In front of the prisoners were there own cart, with about two dozen Dominion Guards standing by, all clad in Elven armor with the sharpest of elven swords.

The guards began to march the group towards the cart, like shepherds herding cattle.