Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140918005000/@comment-11457306-20140918010723

Peri stopped before reaching the Tower. She decided she didn't want to know if Torene had sent word ahead or asked Mak to. Torene had known Peri was about to do something. How she suspected it might be trying to join the Knights and their company she couldn't fathom, but Torene had always been one step ahead of her, except in the rebellion of the Coven. She hadn't seen that one coming. Had Peri not been there Koru would be dead.

Shifting the saddlebags on her shoulder, she turned in the direction of the Waterfront. She'd spend the night their among her own kind, the lowest strata of the Imperial City. No one would expect anything of her there and she could lose herself. She might have to fight someone, but that didn't matter to her right now. In fact, a good brawl might do her good--relieve her of some of the frustration and shame she felt. In the morning she would leave for parts unknown and shake the dust of Cyrodiil from her boots.

Her only regret was leaving Cathal and Koru behind. Poor kids. They were too sheltered. Life was going to hit them in the face some day. She hoped she'd be there to help.