Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25101508-20140902233512/@comment-29458028-20140925155053

(Haha, noted, but Felrion will Meta if he goes there. He'll be going that way, but not so fast. So they went to Whiterun?)

Ariana already left the forest, knowing fires would only provide limited distraction. Running from guards got her heart pumping hard and made her really scared, but at the same time, it was exhilarating, the surge of andrenaline a pleasant, firery sensation. Burning the village made Ariana feel alive, as if she could finally do what she wanted to.

Screw the rules of the temple. She was never going back. Time to find a hiding place. To Windhelm she would go! She knew the place well enough. Ariana blasted a passing hunter off his horse and stole it, riding to Windhelm.

If the dumb calvary didn't come, she could have utterly destroyed the village.

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Felrion thought about a plan. He would search the cities first. Spurring his Stallion on, he rode for Whiterun at full speed. The trade hub of Skyrim, a perfect place to hide for many people and a good place for things to change hands.

His first choice to escape to after troubles. Then he would move on.

(Lel, Sorin and Alyssa are in Riften.)