Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26108027-20180515143122/@comment-26383377-20180525084819

"I'm afraid so..."

The nord took a few long breaths. He brought his arm up and brushed his hair, before letting out a long, final sigh.

"We need to move. We can discuss these things later."

Throgar approached a rack of swords. He drew an Imperial Sword from among them, and turn to the others. "Arm yourselves, we need to get out of here as soon as we can."