Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20150912165220/@comment-24123288-20150918084203

Zaydate lay there staring up at the ceiling. It looked liked she'd zoned out, became lost in deep thought.

''So much stress. Why am I so grumpy? I...I should be happy shouldn't I? ''She sighed, thinking to herself.

I would be if Ghost Douche wasn't always around.

Namira...Becoming a Monster...

''Will that happen to me too? Like it happened to...him...''

~Somewhere between Thorn and Archon...~

A young argonian swam through the murky, gloomy,overgrown swamps. She was dreading making this journey so took it incredibly slowly. She felt the trepidation rise in her heart every foot she grew closer to home...

Eventually, she rose out of the waters and slowly trudged her way back to a pitifuly small village that consisted of a few huts and pretty much nothing else. As she walked through, several sickly looking and clearly starving Argonians looked up at her with a mixture of fear and respect. The young Argonian averted her gaze guiltily. Being the daughter of the tribes leader was no easy task.

Soon enough the village opened up and the Elders home appeared out of the swamp mists. Naturally it was larger than most others, and made out of stone rather than mud.

Zaydate looked upon it and swallowed. Meekly, she entered her home and was instantly faced with a large black Argonian that towered over her. He rapidly began speaking in Jel, hissing loudly at his daughter. Zaydate sighed and stared off into the ceiling, forcing the man to speaking Common Tongue. A personal victory for her, as her Father despised the language.

"Where the hell have you been girl!?"

"Swimmin'."

The Black Argonian growled and approached Zaydate. "You missed dinner. Girl."

Zaydate smirked. This had been her plan.

"Luckily, I kept it for you. It is still fresh, don't you worry."

This made her swallow and the Blac Argonian began to smirk instead. "You will learn your place. Aren't you hungry, Z?"

Zaydate shook her head. "I...ate already."

"Ah but you are not filled. I can see it." Roughly, the Argonian grabbed onto her arm and he dragged her off behind one crudely designed throne...

(Er...sorry for not being on yesterday. Was ill, and basicaly slept from when I got in from work til about 7.30 this morning. :