Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5424581-20160208150954/@comment-5824038-20160310181940

(Oh dear xD That is always embarrassing and annoying.)

Pike sat at his writing desk. A tallow candle barely lit his view, but this was not the problem. He did not know how to explain himself. The twins had told him about some kind of similar incident away in the Imperial City, and he knew that his only option to follow up that lead was to request a favour from Zathir, a Redguard he knew fromt he Goblin Wars.

'How do I even begin?' he mused out loud. 'Quite an odd chain of events, after all.'

He began to write, stopped, and screwed up his paper, grumbling as he did so. Then he began the process again. This was going to be a long night...