Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140822032436/@comment-11457306-20140828034833

Rhiannon, Brih and Jean arrived in Windhelm at a dead run. Rhiannon threw a bag of gold at the stableboy and told him to strip Ebony and hide the armor and tack if he valued his life, then walk him until he was cool before he did anything else with him. The stableboy nodded vigorously, frightened, and did as he was told.

Brih grabbed the saddle bags and Rhiannon grabbed Jean by the collar and they hustled across the bridge, through the gates and made a beeline for the Temple. Brih had convinced Rhiannon that they could take sanctuary there and that the Elves wouldn't dare come seeking them there.

Rhiannon wasn't so sure, but she did know the Nords took Talos very seriously and it was probably the safest place on the planet for them right now--at least in this part of it.

The priest and priestess took them in and made them as comfortable as they could after Brih told her completely fictitious story. Rhiannon was impressed with her disembling. Jean was scared and he kept quiet and did as he was told. He and Rhiannon settled down on makeshift pallets, while Brihanna knelt at the foot of the statue and prayed as she had never prayed before.

Rhiannon cleaned her broadsword and swore mighty oaths into its shining metal. Quietly, of course.

(Good night.)