Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24449631-20140917204356/@comment-3293219-20140923212250

"Yes Ma'am..." Azarath replied, somewhat mockingly as he turned around and left the inn.

The Dunmer took two steps outside and saw a child run past, chasing a dog, several chickens and a cow roamed the streets. It was so peaceful and tranquil, exactly like Nate wanted, when he founded Koras.

Azarath hated it...

"Whiterun is... That way." He said, pointing to it's general direction.

"We should be able to make it by nightfall."