Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140323001956/@comment-3293219-20140329164345

The Black Argonian stumbled through the rear gates of Cheydinhal, wishing that he had escaped at night but he honestly didn't think that he'd find walking to be so difficult. He would have left hours ago but he had to hang back, waiting for his chance to shuffle past them and escape, back to his sanctuary and family.

Kaizen, after half an hour of waiting for the guards to swap stations, set off to the gate. Pain shot through his body, with every step as he got closer and closer to the gate.

Just got to get through here... He then grunted as he the pain shot through him again, feeling like he had received the wounds all over again.

Then walk up a damn hill...

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Kaizen had lost track of the time, since he began his ascent but he knew that he had been staggering up the road to Fort Farragut for nearly an hour as he kept falling to his knees. The Black Argonian finally pulled himself up and made his way up to the fort, entering the courtyard and avoiding the walls, so that he wouldn't fall into them and cling to them to support himself as he knew that doing this would condemn him as he'd never let go.

Finally the Argonian fell into the door, no longer able to support himself, even with its aid, the Argonian slid down it and collapsed in a heap on the Dark Brotherhood's doorstep.