Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20200115032614/@comment-7262318-20200116022806

Shrava, with Kashya out of the way, marched towards the man. The flames in her hands were beginning to dance wildly, yearning to rip into the Dunmer's skin.

"You... are a monster."

"I was."

"Give This One one good reason that she should not have you ripped apart here. And it better be one very, very good reason."

Reloth seemed unmoved by her threats. "I didn't think I'd ever run into you again."

"Funny how destiny works, isn't it?"

"It is," Reloth said. "If it's any consolation, I'm sorry."

"... Do you really think This One is going to excuse all that you have done to her, all that you have done to the others... because you are sorry?!" She demanded.

"No, no... I would hope you wouldn't kill me with my daughter watching, though. And your friends watching, too..."

"They are not her friends..."

The Old Dunmer sighed. "Well... before you go and slaughter me, could I invite you inside for dinner... maybe your friends that aren't your friends could come along too?"