Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20190125120301/@comment-7262318-20190205005237

"Yeah well... she'll be back in, couple'a minutes... hour, maybe..." The Breton huffed.

"You're lucky you've got that mongrel waste of'a Dragonborn in your back pocket," He spat. "Otherwise, you would have had to cough it up."

"... And you are?" Xavier frowned.

"Clavicus Vile. Prince'a wishes, deals, baragains, and promises" The Breton answered.

"... The one who started all of this," Xavier noticed.

"And I do very much appreciate you ending it," Clavicus bowed. "Wasn't my fault. I didn't know he was gonna go off the deep end. But good job on being serviceable..."