Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20151017130502/@comment-3293219-20151019212629

"Oh, Rubin? What's that prick been sayin'?" The Scalleywag grumbled, punching his fist into his palm.

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As Alain enjoyed his wine, he was joined by a Dunmer man in Leather Armour, a style that would be later adopted as uniform for members of the thieves' guild but for now, it was just common body armour, crafted for the finest of scalleywags and low lives.

The Orange Haired Dunmer threw himself on the stool opposite, taking Percivle's cup and holding it out, tapping it on the bottle.

"C'mon, top me up." He requested, nodding towards the bottle.