Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20150401175844/@comment-5583506-20150403011309

(Nighty!)

Rashka had slipped out from the window, knowing that the bandits from earlier would be eager to give him quite the thrashing if he were to use the staircase. However, he was a smart cat and would not let himself get beaten up that easily.

He reckoned that they were still standing there, waiting eagerly for him to come down so that he could pay them in kind for what he owed them.

"Khajiit bids you farewell", he shrugged, his head still swimming in endorphins from the pleasurable feeling of having spent some tender moments with the barmaid.

He landed softly in a nearby bush, brushing the leaves of his leggings before he headed out the city gates. The guards shot him a glare of discontempt, as if they could read what he had been up to. The Nords surely didn't like the fact that handsome cats such as himself bedded their daughters, sisters and wives... and sometimes even there mothers.

''It was just that one time, and this one could have sworn that she looked like thirty. ''He grinned to himself thinking of the memory. At least she screamed like one...