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Rorikstead on the way to Falkreath

Rhotid was ready to leave, so Saladin put his booted foot in the stirrup and got into Ebony's saddle. He then stired his steed over to his friend.

Saladin: "Off to Helgen then. How bad do you think it suffered in the dragon's attack?"

Entering Riverwood

After a bit of walking, Alexandrus and Utcngerd had reached Riverwood. From the location of the sun, it seemed to be just past noon. The bulky Nord, who froze during the battle with Namira's abomination was still arround the same spot in the forest when they left him.

Alexandrus: "Hopefully there is someone at the inn who can take a look at your wound."

Utchgerd: "What if there isn't anyone in here?"

Alexandrus: "Then we will rest for a bit in here and try making in to Falkreath, before nightfall. There is an appotocary in there, called Deathly Mixtures or something like that. Some Redguard woman owns it."

Utchgered: "Sounds good."

She said as both of them entered the Sleeping Giant Inn. Sven was playing his loot in the middle of the inn and regular patrons were hanging out here as well. Most importantly, the owner, the Breton by the name Delphine was around at this time as well. Word had it that she traveled a lot and if anyone in this town who knew at least something about wounds, it would be her.

(I should post for my two other characters later. Not sure if it is going to be tonight or not.)