Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20161012204049/@comment-24123288-20161014214420

"Hmph, that is what they all say." Nissa muttered. She sighed heavily and entered her room fully. She folded her arms and swung her hip out to the side.

Nissa had aged a little, not too much, just a bit of wearyness on her face. Her hair was longer, and tied back into a plait, running down her back, and she wore a simple light dress, for navigating the social circles of Cyrodiil and other cities.

"Stupid old man. Can't even realise I want to be alone...with...er nevermind.

Where did he get you from?"

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"Well, do you feel unwell?" She asked, in nervous concern.