Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191230050209/@comment-25828117-20200102032901

"Still is nothing compared to Bruma. Or Skyrim." Helian commented.

Lysilde patted Morin on his neck to praise him and because the steed's neck was warm.

Nemicus dismounted and slipped on the snow, he fell down on his backside followed by curses that would make mothers blush if they were spoken by their youngsters. Nemicus however was a sailor and with that came a penchant for the creative art of airing grievances.