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I played Oblivion far more than Skyrim, the engine and graphics of the game may be considered out dated but I would highly argue against that, the game is still much fun and although I have still got Skyrim I commonly switch over and play Oblivion. Storyline is good, it's filled with quests...
Well I was eating some food once and my Dad just randomly said ''Mongo like'' and it was bloody hilarious, anyhow, considering I am a ''Mini'' him I thought.....wait a second, Mongo....Mini......Mini Mongo. <--- Absolute genius.
Sipro began to sense something, a foul smell, the sense that cursed the room was familiar, it reminded him of....Werewolves. That foul creature that stalked the night, and it was close, very close....The Nord.
Sipro said nothing and instead carried on his conversation without any reason to...
The Nord took a swig of his mead, turning his stool to face Sipro, it was clear that this man was curious of who Sipro was, by the way he was looking at him, he had figured that the Nord had never seen him before.
"She's dead." the Nord man replied, he was snappy.
He took another sip of his...
-_- That annoying moment where you keep on thinking of things to add to your own Rp..........@Rekamennos does it really matter about the hole one post a day thing? If you're enjoying yourself, and we can all keep up (Which I believe we can) I see no reason for us to limit the posts, as well...
Sipro looked around cautiously as new faces entered the Inn, possible new targets, or possible new threats, one could never tell in Sipro's situation. He carried on speaking to the new man as a new face entered into the fray, standing back it seemed he was looking over Sipro and the two people...
Sipro awoke from the forest, it was bright now, and early sunshine glistened in the trees. His previous prey, a Argonian, slim and frail lied lifeless next to him, he grinned, his fangs were small and unable to be seen by the naked eye, but any real Vampire hunter would know what he was. He took...