Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20150401175844/@comment-5543592-20150404173000

Dacian shrugged. "It does not matter.  I have no intention of dyling in the mean time, although, in truth, I never had any intention of dying." Well, there was that one time In Whiterun, after the dragon...  Dacian glanced at the fading sun. "Should we make camp?"