Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20160112025117/@comment-3293219-20160112232808

(Dragon, that kind of fucks up my development, so I'mma ignore it. :/)

"Steel actually..." Keen grinned, looking back over his shoulder.

"Take the dunmer to be processed, the others will go to the detention tent." He instructed, prompting the Slavers to nod and approached the cage, lifting it up and carrying it towards an encampment.