Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27968758-20160106150506/@comment-24141785-20160106230021

Gabriel was sitting at the bar, enjoying the usual wine. Shakti was probably off with her sisters, managing to avoid the conversation that he was keen to get over with

''The longer this drags out... The further will we separate.''

Kazzris must have gone out hunting, because he wasn't anywhere to be found. He hadn't seen Utahsi since they arrived, and Vordel was probably with Zaydate.

Except... He wasn't. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a familiar looking Argonian glancing downwards. Gabriel had thought that she tried proposing to him, and that he had declined: unaware of the actual reality. The Breton grabbed himself a bottle, sliding it over the counter to the Argonian, unsure whether he should really intervene.

They'll make up, right?