Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20141213173915/@comment-11457306-20141226150741

(Shille, I hope you can move this along today.)

Megan and Riona materialized inside the ancient Dwarven ruins which comprised the Underkeep, the seat of power in Markarth. Riona had been to Markarth, but Megan had not. Her trip up to Solitude had by passed the stone city. Now she looked around the vast, dimly lit vault and shivered. "Well, this is creepy."

She wrinkled her nose. "Stinks too."

Riona nodded. "I always thought so.  It reeks of ancient dark deeds."

"That's very poetic, Riona.  I smell mold, mildew--and spiders."