Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20190125120301/@comment-7262318-20190206152911

"Whatever you can spare," Dalacon said. "At this point, a whiff of a septim would be a change of our fortunes."

"Perferably," A new voice interjected. "Enough to make this place look like a guild for super-powered warriors,"

The voice belonged to that of a young Khajiit, striding into the cavern from the hall.

"Begone, Kazrris," Dalacon muttered.

"Or at least enough to let us paint out walls a different color," Kazrris chuckled, ignoring Dalacon's order. "We thought you'd be nice enough..."