Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20140928191343/@comment-111.68.47.57-20140930015841

He looks around, dosen't see anything. However his acute sense of smell finds three beings. An undead, a bosmer, and a falmer.

He takes his stuff from the inn, pays for his drink. And leaves, pretending his staff is merely a walking stick. He puts on his hood and loads his flintlock, just in case.