Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20141027213346/@comment-26245872-20141030143905

Alendor fell to the floor, and Adawulf laughed maniacly.

(Throwing away allies like its friday...)

Adawulf looked at Tarrov.

"Go to Whiterun, look for the one named Ragnar. I wish an audience with him. I will be in Windhelm."

Adawulf clenched his fist.

"Try to run away, and I'll make you feel pain like never before."