Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32420582-20150308095306/@comment-29458028-20150309094545

"Damnit. Girls get too self conscious when they see me. Sorry, pretty girl, have to pick you up..." muttered Raytheon as he picked up Amelie in his hands and slung her over his shoulders, walking for the closest inn.

When Raytheon actually entered the inn, he smacked a drunk nord man who tried to kiss him out of the way, before he walked up to the counter, rented a room and placed Amelie on the bed. He collected a bottle of mead along the way from a waitress, sliding the money between her breasts.

Raytheon sat in the room and drank slowly, waiting for the girl to wake up...