Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20190911184542/@comment-25828117-20190913142131

Lysilde looked at Nyasia with those unreadable eyes for a moment and then turned her attention elsewhere.

The cargo that the Hellcat had been carrying existed out of barrels and crates mostly. Whatever it was, it seemed to belong to a to portly khajiit wearing an elsweyrian sun hat that was somewhat conical in shape. He seemed delighted that his goods had arrived from New Imperia.

Imperial wines were revered and even in these uncertain times, the commerce of these luxury goods found a way, even if the prices were at times exorbitant.

The large wooden barrels were put on a cart drawn not by a horse but a hufe feline creature which was also, hilariously, wearing a hat.

"Come on, hurry up. This one wishes to be done for the day. Load up so I can get this to the market place." He hissed.

The Senche-Raht looked like beasts but were like any other Khajiit, sentient and capable of speech. Incidentally, they could also crush your skull quite easily.