Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-768817-20160530212729/@comment-26801133-20160606213145

S'Dalaar lowered his tankard and slouched on his stool. He began to drunkenly ramble.

"Man, this whole city has become such a dump. Had I known the pointy-ears would trap everyone inside the city, I would never have left the sweet taverns of Skyrim. I'd have a fresh drink in both my hands and all my friends cheering as I chug them down, haha!" He looked spaced out for a few seconds and then turned his gaze to the others. "What about you fellas? You miss home too, yes?"