Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20170119203012/@comment-30797453-20170120163208

Tarshal took a breather and sat down using one of the necromancers corpses as a seat, sticking his sword into the head of the corpse before stretching out to get comfy, he growled some obscure phrase in Dunmeri before turning his attention to Markos, Banafrit and the girl " Poor thing, best drop it off at the nearest Orphanage you know. Learnt that tip years ago, very awkward leaving children at the crime scene of an assassination where you just made their parents drop dead from poison. Less of the whole i'm gonna grow up and find my parents killers and seek vengeance rhetoric that seems to be common".