Board Thread:Non-TES Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20160411003713/@comment-5543592-20160413225149

"Yes, you are dismissed." He said passively, as if the cage had been his office. He watched the back of the woman's head as she departed.

Scire began stacking them sideways first, a row of six glasses to support higher levels. The bartender brought the next round, and Scire got to work on them.