Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170813151003/@comment-5583506-20190612013108

Shanks spun around a couple of times in the room, before he stopped to lean over Fordola's shoulder, his whiskers brushing against her cheek. "Illuminations, he said. Shanks heard it. Shanks knows it. Very interesting. In short Khajiit will know everything there is to know about this brave new world. Or maybe he already does and just has to gather his mind for all the pieces to fall into place, yes? Could be? Maybe? Who knows? Certainly not this one."

Torbjorn just rolled with his eyes. The cat would've been better off as a court jester, spewing his nonsense.