Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190217022144/@comment-7262318-20190217195101

"And you still defend her," Kazrris frowned.

"Everyone deserves a chance,"

"She had her chance," Kaz growled. "And Vordel died for it... He was too nice to you..."

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"Hah! You never know," Torus grinned. "I know I'd get bored of that in a hurry..."

The man rose to his feet, clutching his side. They could see his face in the light of the Dwemer lamps that illuminated this place. Black hair, a few scars across his face. He looked much like the man in the painting they had seen earlier. The one that stood next to Holda.

"Impressive..." Ulren Silver-Blood complimented, rising back to his feet and feeling at his side to see how much blood he was losing. "You are truly worthy... but not worthy enought to live," He said, grabbing his spear off of the ground.