Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24736819-20151212160707/@comment-5583506-20160111023256

Ignatius Behrman turned towards the Khajiit, recognising the woman who had almost given her life for the Alruna. "KHAJIIT!" he commanded, causing Anhjari to flinch in fear.

"Y-yes?!"

"PREPARE A CAULDRON. WE SHALL ALL HAVE OUR FILL."

That you shall, she thought as she made preparations for the potion.

"You... you will all have what you requested", she said in an act. "Just please, don't... don't harm us... and don't stalk us."

Andrachel shrugged. "I MADE NO SUCH PROMISES. BUT IF SOME PEOPLE WERE TO BRING ME MY BOOK BACK, I MIGHT CONSIDER IT."