Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20190406204911/@comment-38998054-20190406210856

Hagen over the course of the last six months had learned to hone his electric skills and nearly eliminate his accidental discharges. He spent most of his time alone but every so often he'd have a drinking session with Quen. He had obtained some new battle armor that would transform with him, a gift from Jessie, the nerd spazzy. It was really neat. Hagen at the moment could be found out at the stables smoking a cigar and sipping from a large bottle of ale he'd swiped from the pantry.

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Jessie had made some adjustments to her centurion suit and had strengthened her dwemer spiders that she called Fane and Val. They were her companions as she had kept herself mostly locked up tinkering, but today she decided she was going to try to be social which almost literally terrified her. With her gauntlet on her wrist and a tool in the other hand, she teetered into the mess hall...

"Just don't say anything stupid..." Jessie whispered to herself, before a metal spring jumped out of her gauntlet and the short sword shot out onto the floor with a clang... "Mother loving mudcrabs!"