Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-5424581-20130419221450/@comment-8248675-20130429033724

Flamedude22 wrote: (Alexandros, would you please, go back to Saladin and Rhotid.) (Sorry, didn't had time for it then)

Rorikstead

Saladin looked at familiar flask and accepted it.

Saladin: "What, no Argonian Bloodwine?"

He joked as he took a swing from it and returned it back to Rhotid.

Saladin: "Thank you old friend, it have been so long since I've been in Argonia. Did you know that what we call Blackmarsh, is just a small portion of the land they call Argonia?"

Whiterun forrest

By sun rise, the boddy of the Bosmer had dissapeared, leaving only slimy slugs. There was no sighn of the sword that he had been using. Alexandrus for a long time was standing with his arms folded, looking at the spot, staying away from it.

Utchgerd: "Alexandrus..."

He turned around, and so her rise to her feet, with the help of her great sword.

Alexandrus: "How do you feel?"

Utchgerd: "Much better, thank you for saving my hide back then."

Alexandrus: "Don't mention it, we should keep moving, but not too far just yet."

Utchgerd: "Where to first?"

Alexandrus: "How about making it to Riverwood first? There is bound to be someone there who can take a look at your injuries..."

Utchgerd: "And yours too..."

Alexandrus: "Then we could go to Falkreath."

Utchgerd: "Sounds like a plan."

They then got their rolls rolled up and gathered everything. They said goodbye to the Nord, who vaguly aknowledged them and moved towards the main road.

Eastmarch

Jorun was still walking the wilderness of Eastmarch, in the direction of Whindhelm. Someone ketp following him and even attempted to strike a conversation. However, Jorun was not in a talking mood at the moment. Yet, the strange follower, who seemed to be an Imperial, was quite persistant. Later that night, when Jorun set up a camp and went to sleep, Imperial attempted to steal Jorun's things from the satchel. Little did Imperial know, there wasn't much of value in there, just the food. However, Jorun would break the Imperial's fingers if he laid even one of them on his things, he was lucky wolves showed up. Jorun watched him with one eye open, dispossing of the first one with his cross bow and another one sticking with what seemed like an Akaviri katana that rarely was found in Skyrim. Jorun decided that it worth doing something about, when a wolf bit down on Imperial's arm. He got out of his bedroll almost in an instance drew his great sword, and impailed the last wolf on it. Before he went to sleep again, he told Imperial to keep on traveling. However, when he woke up, the Imperial was still arround.

Jorun: "I though I told you to move on..."

He told him as he gathered his camp and redied to continue his journey.

Jorun: "Nothing good ever come to people who find themselves around me. Go with Talos already!"

He told the persistant Imperial as he resumed his journey again.