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RolePlay!
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*She went to pull her hood up but decided it wasnt of any use now since almost all the Nords had recognized her pressence. One approached her and said,”you shouldn’t be here Cat,” He put emphasis on cat.”I shall go then…” She said quietly, she snapped her fingers for Roro’s attention. She stood and took a step before the nord stopped her. She glanced at his hand on her forarm,”I’m leaving,” She said firmly.
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Azalan smiled as he watched the khajiit leave the tavern. He ate the last bit of pie and threw the tin at a nod across the room and ran out towards Dendrite, as the man started yelling. “You know, you shouldn’t give in to their bullying. It makes you look weak.” Azalan said as he caught up to her.
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*Dendrite looked over to he Dunmer that had followed her*”Wa- I.. I’m not in the situation to go and fight Nords,” She scratched the back of her head a little embaressed, she didn’t want to come off as weak.
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“I never said fight. Just stand your ground. Don’t fall to their level.” Azalan said. “So,” he continued “What is a Khajiit doing, wandering about in Windhelm.”
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*Dendrite nodded*”..I am Dendrite, this is Roro and..I’m here because I need work, I should probably go some where else though since no one really wants my services.. What of you?” (I’m tryin to talk oldy XD)
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Dar’Tesh slips silently through the crowd, finding a nice shadowy corner to drink in.
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*waking from a restful sleep, Skali leaves the inn. Wincing in the harsh sunlight, she heads out of town. She had a bounty to complete*
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