Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20170128213721/@comment-30797453-20170129021404

Tarsal kept himself to himself opting instead to engage in a rather racuous conversation with the barmaid, boasting of his ability to down enough mead to kill a human and still stand which made the barmaid giggle and roll her eyes before going to fill another drink which Tarshal had ordered. Tarshal removed his vambrace and rolled up his sleeve pointing to a tattoo of a rather beautiful Dark elf " If there's any regret in my life, I wish I stayed around for her. But my job wouldn't allow it, didn't know what became of her either" he leaned back in his chair, reaching in his pockets for his money and slid a few septims across the counter before taking a rather large gulp from his drink.