Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20150203191459/@comment-25038310-20150204070733

Sander looked up for a moment. He did find the chanting very peaceful and serene In a certain way. Although he did not comment or acknowledge, it could be seen that he didn't find it that bad.

He entered his room without further ado. He threw his Cleaver next to his bed, and carefully put his sniper rifle on the bed.

He had much to consider and to think about. Anna Gilliet and Antoine were thorns in his side - so were the accomplices, who were also bad for his home City - Daggerfall.