Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20171215133244/@comment-7262318-20180120200428

"Warden Kaelmun. He's the... essentially King of Nightloom. See, this place... it kinda runs seperate from all the other Dominion work. The Thalmor will send political prisoners and nutjobs into this island and let Kaelmun... basically do whatever he wants with them. You're in the deadlands here, and Kaelmun is playing Dagon."

"And he's probably not going to give us a boat home?"

"Not unless you take one from him..."

"Akatosh give me strength, do you think I have the time to get you a goddamn boat out of thin air now that I've got a pissed undead legion knocking on my door?" Boa hissed. "You know, you're really startin-"

"Boa, if I may," Gharma spoke up. "They've done well thus far, and they're just anxious to get of this island. Don't let their impatience cloud your judgement,"

Boa shut his eyes and sighed. "Okay, look... I appreciate whatj've done, but I've still got a thousand angry skeletons to put back into a grave before I can get you off this island. My town comes first, then your boat. Understand?"