Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20151119155453/@comment-26103034-20151122135711

Azirath had crept down by the window. He risked a glance, and had a glimpse of a hooded man's back and a Dunmer on the floor, facing him.

He immediatley ducked back down, unaware the man was blinded, knocking over a crate.

Shit!

He silently prayed that he hadn't been seen or heard, biting his lip nervously.