Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-30797179-20161221224412/@comment-30797179-20161222001256

Valyn pulled back his hood, revealing his red shoulder-length hair, which he tied up at its ends, he wore a circlet which prevented it from getting in the way. He laid down his backpack and his bedroll. The others did the same, when Nykos stood watch at the entrance, Lilanthis began lighting a fire. He used twigs that he had collected from dead trees along the path, and set them aflame by casting a spell. Valyn always was fascinated by Lilanthis' ability to do magicka.

Sadryn, an aged yet capable archer from Mournhold, began investigating the inside of the small chamber for mice or bats or anything else they could cook. He had already a few mountain hares collected and tied to his waist, but he was just making sure. After all, food was very hard to get high up in the mountains.

Dralas and Ulvil, the two young Dunmer from the northern parts of Morrowind chatted as usual. Ulvil was from Solstheim, he made able fighter, his weapon of choice was a steel longsword which he pried from a dead Imperial soldier. Dralas was an assassin from Blacklight, he was small and very light on his feet.

"Sedor, eh? What's it like there?" asked Dralas. "Surely not as bad as a damp and icey cave!"

"Ah quiten down! The place will be fine when this heats up." Lilanthis said as he stood up from the fire.