Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190301003406/@comment-24510587-20190301021042

"Right, can't sleep with married women, only supposedly celibate ones," Vyrine smirked.

As far as social rules went, Zaydate's feeling honestly was not far from the mark. Dar-Mitaal was a native of the swamp, separable from feral animals only by his ability to use tools and to speak in Jel and broken Tamrielic. He looked hilariously out of place, strapped in his thick furs and carrying a large blade. It was kind of endearing.

"Well I can't make that choice until you figure out what you feel for me," Marr sighed.