Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20131228033942/@comment-11457306-20131231034516

Torene ignored them and closed her eyes, imprinting both scrolls. She handed one to Jack. "They will both take us to the same place.  It does not matter where," she said to Daithi. "Skyrim.  I know it best."

She cocked her head, listening. "That is Makoru at the door.  I know his voice."

Anwen quickly outstripped the others with her youth and exhuberence. She answered Makoru's call. As she neared the Inn, she saw a figure on the roof. She did not know Raelynn in her current state, only that the prey was aiming a weapon at her brother. She made a fantastic leap to the roof and charged the woman, snarling in rage.

(I'm stopping for the night.  I'll be home early tomorrow.  If you need to transport out--we go to Dead Man's Respite.)