Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170804175219/@comment-5583506-20170805023409

Though Torbjorn rarely voiced his opinion, it was clear that he didn't feel at home here. The climate was too warm, too arid for his liking. And the people here seemed far more open than the reserved personality of the average Nord.

"Hurry up, Shanks", he told the Khajiit who lingered to examine all the wonders around him. "You will be left behind otherwise."

"Oh, yes. Shanks knows. Left behind. To be forgotten he is. Or remembered? Left behind nevertheless. Unless he makes haste. He knows alright."