Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24372248-20140730202253/@comment-29458028-20140827120800

Corentin focused upon the road ahead, not noticing Myling's new state of rest or the horse's stamina. He steered the horse along the road, concentrating on anything ahead. He blasted a Sabre cat out of the air with magic, shocked a couple of wolves and flung an iron dagger at a passing bear as the time went by. He went by the shortest path, not the main road.

It was already the break of dawn as Corentin finally arrived at Solitude (he rode the horse through the night, he doesn't sleep). The temple of Meridia was not too far off now. Corentin was about to disembark when he noticed the weight on his back. He turned around to see Myling asleep.

Corentin tapped Myling on the shoulder, saying "wake up lass, it's morning and we've reached Solitude. Well, I'll suggest we spend a day here before moving on. The horse would be tired."