Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1592115-20151108171024/@comment-27152625-20151207202900

Aerwen sat in the corner of the Interrogation Room looking at the Argonian. She was pretending to be a Thalmor Wizard and was placed as guard in the Interrogation room. She still had her hooded cloak wrapped around her neck. She slowly slid a dagger down her arm until the tip barely showed. She had to act quick. This argonians didn't deserve pain. She looked around and counted how many guards there were. Eight. She took a deep breath. She would have to wait.