Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140119184840/@comment-12599067-20140126033945

"We might need to push them hard, Anwen. Novo has a five hour head start, and he's getting farther every minute. By the time we catch up with them, they'll probably have already done whatever was needed and left before we even stepped foot into whatever gods-forsaken cave they're heading towards. We can't teleport to any cities either, because Skyrim is an Imperial province. I don't suppose anyone has some trick up their sleeve to get us there on time?" Jack asked, picking his bag up off the floor and sifting through its contents in hopes of finding something useful.

At this time the carriage began rolling along the road, moving rather slowly compared to the pace they had been moving at only a few hours before. Makoru laid his head back against the side of the carriage and found himself wishing for a warm bed, and gradually drifted off to sleep.