Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20151119155453/@comment-25418438-20151203123211

Kilkrane and Garon entered the tavern with nonchalant looks on their faces, and their pistols hidden beneath their cloaks. Both men took seats at the bar and signalled the barman for two cyrodiilic brandies. Kilkrane eyed a group sitting in corner. ''That Bosmer sure does look familiar, although I can't for the life of me think where I know her face from. ''The Imperial continued to drink his beverage as he reflected on his memories.