Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141029134758/@comment-29461586-20141104132037

"Heh. Thanks." Celia gave Arlid a  :P expression before she entered the bath house.

She removed the metal parts of her armor and started to remove her armor without any shame. She was used to this, like before in the Fighters Guild.

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Cyrodiil... At Anvil...

A Breton wearing dwemer goggles was busy creating some sort of a small dwemer rod that looked pretty much like an quarter-staff, but had mysterious ends that seemd to emit electricity..

At his desk and board, there was a design specs for an auto-loading crossbow.

"Ugh... So tired... Back's aching too..." The breton told himself as he grabbed his walking stick and started to head for the training room to test out the new weapon.

He hoped that it will work this time, or his partner will end up laughing at him again.