Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140422184210/@comment-3293219-20140424165003

The group arrived at the small fishing village, it consisted of several small huts that surrounded a large firepit, where the day's catch was roasted by the locals. Any fish that wasn't roasted there was stored and shipped out to other regions of Tamriel, though the local people barely benefitted from what little profits they gained.

The group paused on the outskirts of the village, suddenly aware that they were the only non Khajiits there, making them stick out like a sore thumb. Feeling a bit put out, Set decided to stand a few feet away from the firepit, looking around for the man who called them over and waiting for him to return, with the key.

"At least we'll be able to get something to eat..."