Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26998060-20190710031836/@comment-36289716-20190711220355

The droid stood and examined his surroundings. "Statement: This is not the Ebon Hawk... did someone drag me out and attempt to reprogram me?"

The Dragonborn stood up and rubbed his head, before opening his eyes and seeing the droid. Mistaking it for a new type of dwarven automata that might be bad, the Dragonborn pulls out his sword.

The droid then looks at the Dragonborn and, seeing that he doesn't look very friendly, pulls out a blaster and points it at him. "Command: State your purpose, meatbag, or I will shoot."

The Dragonborn, confused about the lack of dwarven metal on the droid and blaster, sheaths his sword. Maybe this robot is like the steadfast dwarven machines he encountered in Solstheim. "I..." The Dragonborn looks around. "What is this place?"

"Statement: You don't know were we are either, huh? That makes two of us." The droid puts away his blaster. "We should figure out were this place is."

The Dragonborn nods. "Of course." He then walks out of the alleyway and looks around, seeing things he hasn't seen before. "What in Oblivion?"

The droid walks out soon afterwards and looked around. "Observation: Strange place. There are a lot of lights, but it also looks... old."