Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32663439-20150320071751/@comment-5583506-20150324114328

Rashka was waking up slowly from his table only to find that a whole bunch of new people had entered the inn, some of them were pretty girls as well. A string of saliva left one of his fangs as he awoke from his slumber. He had the bad habit of drooling once he was asleep, a trait not very popular among the women he had spent his nights with.

It wasn't the most pleasing experience to have a sleeping, snoring Khajiit drooling all over their breasts. They usually tended to awoke him then with a hard slap across the face.

He believed that it was totally worth it...