Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170731183450/@comment-5583506-20170801222840

"I do not blush!" Catryn objected. Though she couldn't see it herself her cheeks were in full blossom.

"Masked man wants stories?" Shanks said, clipping with his ears in excitement. "Yes. Shanks has many stories to share. Or give away. Or sell. He knows more than he should know at times, and other times he should know what needs to be known, yet doesn't know."

The Khajiit ceased his ramblings as if he was trying to figure out himself just what he had said.

"Which story does masked man want to hear? Shanks has many to tell. Oh, yes. So many stories. So many years. So many stories yet to be told. So many years left to live."