Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32663439-20150328063056/@comment-29458028-20150330114634

"No! I refuse!" screamed Iona.

Raytheon sighed and drew a pouch containing 150 septims and threw it over. He shook his head and said "if that will expedite matters, just take the damned money. Don't forget to punch Iona in the mouth, though, to shut her up."

Iona continued to cry...