Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20131220001148/@comment-11457306-20131221041836

Anwen hiked up her skirts and turned to straddle the bannister, sliding down at top speed. She swung her leg over at the last second and leaped to the floor before she racked herself on the ornate post at the end. She was glad she'd opted for flat heels. She took to them, running as fast as she could for the exit.

Guess the Emperor is on his own, she thought.

Once outside, she ran for the row of carriages. With her dagger, she cut a horse loose from his harness and sprang to his back. She lashed him with a strap cut from the harness and he took off at top speed. He was a sleek steed, not like the slower war horses of Skyrim. Her skirt's billowed in the wind of their passing.