Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20151108001053/@comment-5543592-20151110015241

The black clad figure stepped out. He was almost indistinguishable in the night, his coat swirling the mist around him so that he seemed almost translucent. The only piece of his visible were his dark blue eyes, that is, until he pulled down the mask, uncovering his face, and then pulled the hood back, revealing unruly black hair.

"You don't know who I am?" He asked, looking quite imposing in the Nightingale armor, outlined just barely in the night.

Hector took it, and let the Khajiit pull him free.

"Don't you see, Khan?" Hector demanded in a quiet voice. "They are after me!  They did this!"

"My lords." One of the approaching guards called. He wore a steel brestplate, steel guantlets, steel greeves, and a simple steel helmet. The rest was cloth and his boots were leather. "Are you alright?"