Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5424581-20160208150954/@comment-24755309-20160316001755

(Ok. Then. It's a draw.)

Lop slumped into the nearest chair and wiped the sweat on his brow and the blood coming from his lip.

"Impressive. I've never lost, let alone come to a stalemate. You have earned my respect, bounty hunter."

He ate the seared slaughterfish, and looked at the pie. He could have sworn that he saw an argonian and a redguard in the design of the pie, and even what looked like a thief. But he gave it no mind and ate the entire thing, then belched loudly.