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"Some crazed man dressed as a clown demanded to be let inside earlier. He was thrown into the prisons, but apparently no one is competent enough to keep him from escaping."
"I always miss the fun, don't I?" Midarha replied with a smile.
"Don't let his rhymes get into your head too much...
Midarha blinked when Cyrus walked in, and let out a yawn. "Sure." She made her way to her chest and rifled through it. She doubted there would be enough time to change out of her dress and into some armor, so she decided against it. It's not like she would need it, right? However, she made sure...
Midarha rested her chin on her hand and grinned. "Why always so stuffy? Cant a woman just seek a friendly conversation?" She shifted and slid off the bed, stepping closer to see over the elf's shoulder. "What are you reading anyways?" Her thoughts were interrupted by a ruckus. She could hear...
Midarha entered the brotherhood's shared room. There, she spotted Ambrosia, who was deeply invested in the book she was reading. Midartha wasn't one for books- very few were interesting enough to be worthy of her eyes. She approached, and sat on the bed next to Ambrosia's.
"Hello lovely, how...
Midarha was woken up by a hurried knocking at her door. She groaned and shifted, hoping whoever it was would give up and leave. When the knocking persisted, she rolled over and said, "What, what?? Who's there?" Midarha sat up and swung her legs to the side of the bed. She had been sprawled...
((I guess I'll just stick my info here because that's what seems to be happening))
Name: Midarha
Race: Argonian
Class: Thief/Battlemage
Gender: Female
Age: 23
Looks: Reddish-orange eyes. Skin/scales are a dark brownish color. Her forehead and scales under her eyes are yellow, while her cheeks...
((I'm warning you now that I'm not very experienced, or very good at roleplaying. ))
((Also, if werewolves fall under the "undead" category and/or the group hunts them, Midortha would keep it a secret anyways. It would also help her hunt other werewolves. I could always make her not a werewolf...