Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20140915121606/@comment-29461586-20140917185704

While on the way, a raging blizzard stops the caravan half-way before they could reach Whiterun hold.

"Damnit." The caravan leader scratched the back of his head. he knew that they were now in the danger of being harassed by bandits or being discovered by Thalmor Justiciars.

He sighed and decided to set up camp on a nearby abandoned Giant's camp. Another problem rose up for the caravan. There were salted meats and dried fish, but they had to be conserved for the long trip to the Reach.

"Anyone who can hunt, please step forward." The caravan leader announced.