Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140416193533/@comment-24449631-20140420203423

A few days had passed since the festival and Rowan had agreed to pick up some potions for the alchemist of Riften. He had asked Rowan more than once to fetch something for him, who didn’t seem to mind to be an errand boy if it involved going to far away places.

But this one had to be the most biggest yet. All the way to Cyrodiil to a place called toadstool hollow. Which used to be infested by goblins, but now some ‘contact’ of his lives there. Sounded awfully shady, but Rowan was a good sport and not afraid. He had equipped himself with his own silver sword, steel arrows and imperial bow. No it wasn’t his contact he was worried about. It was the uncertain political climate of Cyrodiil.

Though it might already be too late. Rowan had already crossed the border and Bruma. And was nearly there. It all seemed to be such a cake walk. Nothing could go wrong.

The South Jeralls were lovely. Bruma seemed peaceful, despite the emperor’s death. And as an outsider all seemed well to Rowan as he walked the silver road.

“Ah damn…” Rowan complained

I should’ve stopped in Bruma… I could’ve eaten something Rowan though as he rubbed his belly.

But he couldn’t turn back now. And besides, that would mean going uphill. Something that even Nords can find tedious.

Rowan simply shrugged but then he got an idea, when he saw a little brown rabbit cross the muddy snow covered road.

“Hmm”

Rowan took out an arrow from his quiver and readied his bow.

“Seems like these are ideal hunting grounds…”

Rowan took a deep breath and held it, so he could straighten his shot.

“Almost…”

The bunny hadn’t seen him yet, this was ideal.

“Almost…”

But then suddenly.

<p class="MsoNormal">A horrific roar could be heard somewhere left of him. The bunny looked up and before Rowan knew it, it had leapt away back to the other side of the road.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Shor’s bones… What was that?” Rowan asked.

<p class="MsoNormal">It was unlike anything he had ever heard, it sounded like something big as well.

<p class="MsoNormal">Rowan was intrigued to say the least. And that was enough for him to go take a look.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Maybe, I should.. oh what the hel…”

<p class="MsoNormal">''I’m only gonna take a look. Just Do not interfere with whatever it is. Do NOT interfere… ''Rowan made a deal with himself.

<p class="MsoNormal">He took a deep breath and ventured east, off the road.

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