Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24141785-20150608200409/@comment-24141785-20150703120627

Faulvir and the guards started tying everyone up. It was when they got to Jon that Iylair stopped them.

"You don't arrest him..." Iylair murmured, slightly embarressed with what she had to do, "That was part of our agreement."

Faulvir turned back to the altmer, glaring at her, "He cannot go free without trying to rescue his friends."

Iylair quickly spun around the woodelf, holding him by the neck, "You let him walk free."

She let go of the Bosmer, Faulvir falling. He stood up, wiping the dirt off himself, before ordering the guards away from Jon.

"Your lucky..." Was what one guard muttered, escorting the others towards the jail.

Meanwhile, Iylair tried to catch Jon's gaze, as if to say sorry for all this.