Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24141785-20140201133112/@comment-24449631-20140204164508

Rowan sat my the side of Lake Honrich. Near Sarethi Entrepreneurs, an industrialised farm, south of Riften. You could hear motorised plowers huff across the grounds in the distance.

Rowan sighed.

He felt like he had done everything he ever wanted to do. Now that he had inflicted his revenge on those that made his life a hell, he genuinely knew nothing he could do...

He looked down. At his finger, the ring still as bright the day he first saw it. Shining in the reflection of the water.

He stroked it. deciding whether or not he would take it off.

Once he touched the emerald serpants engraved in the ring of Boethiah, he felt a strong sensation overcome him.

He just grinned and said:

"Not in a million years"

and he lowered his hand, leaving the ring on.

He scratched his full grown beard. He wasn't used having such a warm blanket of fur on his face. And kind of wondered why it came to be after he had put on the ring.

No matter

He concluded and got up. And picked up his boots with him. When he had put them on and started walking, he felt an irritating feeling in his right boot. He quickly pulled his boot off and held it upside down. and shaked it a bit.

A small pebble fell out.

''Ah... There's the culprit''

He suddenly thought of something.

"Wait a minute" He muttered quietly

He picked the little pebble up and held it firmly in his closed palm. He concentrated for a few seconds, focussing only on what was in his hand. And when he opened his hand again. A small little gold nugget had appeared.

Rowan grinned. "Money wont be an issue any longer" he said while he flung the little nugget into the air and let it land in his palm again, closing his hand and walking off. Not to riften mind you, he had seen enough of that place, but West. Just West. Wherever destiny would take him.

But Rowan did not notice the shadowy figure that followed him.