Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20151108001053/@comment-5583506-20151109020929

Danric crept around the hallways and kept to the shadows, scaling the walls and blending in with the darkness the nooks provided. From time to time there would be a guard passing him by but without taking notice of the master assassin skulking around. It was just the way he wanted it. He had a target, but if he was discovered he would have no choice but to defend himself, and that with deadly outcome which was a bit sad when he thought about it. These men had after all done him no harm, they were just obstacles in his path to his target... who had also done him no harm...

"Myvryna!" shouted the head mistress of the maids.

The young Dunmer approached her warily. "Yes, mistress?"

"The top bedrooms are dirty again and I have no girls to spare."

"But, mistress, if I may..."

"No, you may not", objected the harsh woman.

"But those rooms are not planned into my schedule, and I can't see the reason why..."

A hard slap came crashing against Myvryna's left cheek. "Are you daft, girl?! I told you to clean those rooms, and you damn better well do as I say unless you'd rather be kicked out on the street?"

The young maid stroke her cheek indignantly. "N-no, mistress."

"Then get going!" said the woman with her shrill voice. "I will take note of your objection. Mark my words. In Redoran Keep we value obedience over everything else. Understood?!"

Myvryna only nodded before grabbing a bucket with water and rag. Just another day in the keep, but at least it meant that she had a place to sleep, to eat and a safe haven from the ashes...