Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191101220152/@comment-7262318-20191101231219

Alvoran relented for the moment, but he kept his hand clutched firmly around the hillt of his sword, his eyes locked on the Khajiit.

"No, no... let him do this!" Shrava grinned. "This One likes it when he's angry... his tantrums are quite the spectacle."

"Shrav, you ain't helpin'," Garran said, stepping in between the two. "Both of you need to stop."

"My wife is a better woman than you will ever be, cat!" Alvoran cat. "If you say one more goddamn word about her, I will chop your fucking head off!"