Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20170924190701/@comment-3293219-20171002155700

"Hurts like hell." The Dunmer sighed, rubbing one of the cuts but wincing before he could get a good feel.

"Which ones did I give you?" He asked, seeming concerned about that.

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"Erm... Then we burn them all or something." The Elder said, with a shrug.

"I dunno, I'll think of all that later. I need a drink." He sighed, shuffling over to the next room.

"Erm... What's your poison?"