Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150207130230/@comment-5543592-20150208165325

Red-Cloud leaned forward on the crate he was sitting on. With his hands, he was carving something out of a stick.

A Shadowscale came over with a crate and set it down across from Red-Cloud for the Dunmer to sit on.

"Archwarden Wanikiy sends his regards." Said Red-Cloud. "We are here to establish relations with out northern neighbors."