Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20140928191343/@comment-25038310-20140929165803

''Picking up the pace? He must've spotted me. He was going at the same pace for quite awhile now. He must've noticed me earlier.''

Sander, instead of following the Bosmer on the rooftops, jumped down in an alley and greatly increased his distance, going out of the line of sight of the Bosmer. He kept following in the shadows of the streets, his light boots making no sound on the rocky pavement. His night vision served him well, and he could still smell  and follow the scent of the Bosmer from afar, even if he lost sight of him.