Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10197675-20140107195049/@comment-3293219-20140110211240

Sinir stopped and wondered what happened to the nord woman who bought him here, he hadn't seen her since they arrived and that was... hours ago.

Cheydinhal wasn't a big city, they would have bumped into eachother eventually.

"Erm... thanks." He muttered, taking the ale, not knowing what it was.

He took a sip but quickly cringed and handed it back, he didn't have much of a taste for alcohol...

"So..." he muttered, downing some bread to get rid of the taste, "has anyone seen a nord woman? Wearing sort of leather armour, messy long hair, carried knives and a bow?"

Scary stare...

"I... er... was supposed to meet her, she's... with my friend and stuff..."