Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141201131422/@comment-3293219-20141202204722

That was all Jabin needed before he whisked her away, pulling her out of her seat and dragging her upstairs to her room, throwing his entire coin purse on the counter. The tavern owner could keep the change, this was worth it...

As Jabin dragged his Captain out of the room, one of the patrons stood up, pulling his hood back and smirking. The Dunmer then downed the swill on his table and slowly followed them, hoping to collect when they were done.

''This was easier than I thought... ''Jorthar thought...