Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20141127202735/@comment-12599067-20141205031908

(On we go, then!)

Soon the group had arrived in the pine forests of Falkreath, and from there, they didn't go far before they reached the city (or rather, town) itself. Even given that it was nearly nightfall in the small Skyrim town, the town seemed pretty empty save for the guards stationed outside the gate, which gave the group a quick once-over before letting them pass. From there, Ranwulf led the group to the inn, holding open the door for the others to come in before closing the door behind him.

"Home sweet home, for the time being," Ranwulf introduced them as he stepped into the inn. "I'll pay for rooms and food, and see what I can get out of that innkeeper. The rest of you... rest up, if you can. I'll be back in a moment to answer whatever other questions you might have."

And with that, Ranwulf excused himself to go speak with the innkeeper, already unstrapping his knapsack (probably to dig for purses filled with Imperial coin), and leaving the group standing by the door alongside Veranwen.