Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10197675-20131128185142/@comment-24123288-20131128221923

Eilonwyn had came across a store with a Potion sign infront of it.

''This must be the place. ''She thought as she entered.

"Welcome to...by the Eight! You're injured! Wait there I'll get you a healing potion!" The shopkeer exclaimed.

It's not that bad. Eilonwyn looked at her chest, the only blood she could see was the dried up stain from the initial wound.

This Alchemist must think the wound is fresh...idiot.

"Here take this! Drink, drink up!" The Alchemist said while shoving a healing potion down her throat.

"Thanks." Eilonwyn wheezed as she instantly felt rejuvinated. "May I have some more of these for my journey? It is a very important one. I need to save Nirn." She begged.

"Of course! Of course child! Here take these for only 50 Septims!" The Alchemist grinned, a sale is a sale after all.

"Alright. Thank you." Eilonwyn smiled as she handed over the 50 gold pieces, surprised at this guys gullibility.

''Now I'll just wait here until sundown. If he wants to come and say goodbye, he can.''

Eilonwyn sighed as she exited the store. She sat herself back down on another pile of boxes and leaned against them with her eyes closed.

For the best...