Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140128024529/@comment-12599067-20140130023105

(And then there's me, running for my life from a pack of Ash Spawn because I got to close to Fort Frostmoth. I hate Solstheim, and yet I love it at the same time.)

Jack finally brought his attention back to the real world as the carriage rolled out of Falkreath, looking up from his writing and turning to Claudius.

"So I assume you know where we're headed?" he asked, frustrated that they were clueless once again. Because Novo had slipped through their grasp, their only hope of finding the Black Worm again was to hope that Claudius knew where Novo was leading them to, and he didn't quite like the thought of relying on Claudius for anything.

"Well, I have a rough idea. They were headed for some old fort, somewhere in the area near Lake Ilinalta. He said something about a powerful Daedra worshipper who lived there, and was attempting to create one of the most powerful necromantic artifacts in Tamriel... the Black Star. Unfortunately, I have no idea where that is. Anwen, Nahlgaaf, any ideas?" Claudius asked, as he was unfamiliar with the wilds of Skyrim.