Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20141127202735/@comment-12599067-20141129152110

And with that, the group set out once again. The rest of the journey into Skyrim was relatively calm, although the steep paths were difficult to navigate, but even that was a welcome change from their meeting with the ogres.

Only about half an hour after they had passed by the ogres' encampment, the group reached the Pale Pass itself. A winding, beaten path led up and into a gap between the rocky tops of two great mountains, still dotted with snow from the recent snowstorm. However, as they drew closer, they could see they had one more obstacle yet to come. A large wooden gate, complete with two watchtowers standing guard over it, stood in their way. They could see two Imperial guards keeping watch outside the gate but it seemed likely that there were more taking shelter in the watchtowers.

"I thought the path was closed," Ranwulf frowned, furowing his brow. Veranwen blinked, then checked the map again, as if checking to see if there was another path through the Jeralls, but came up with nothing.