Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20150505163801/@comment-24123288-20150507011411

Nissa hung her head, still tightly holding onto Morgans wrist. In a flash she stood up and had her sword at his neck. The Dunmer looked into her assistants eyes, her own firey with anger, despair and just outright desperation.

"I already. Told you!" She seethed, pulling the two of them closer. "I ain't letting you go there! Now be a good assistant and fucking listen!"