Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10197675-20131121201952/@comment-10197675-20131124160140

Menawhile in Riften...

Englorn opened his eye's he found himself in a small room on a bed, he got up holding his arm and opened the door and went down the stair's, he was in The Bee and Barb, somebody must of taken him there. His cut on his arm now had a bandagde rapped around it and blood was stained down his arm and on his hand. He went and grabbed a mead from the bar and paid for his room. He sat down on a chair in the corner of the room and started to drink his mead. Englorn rememberd the wood's he had traveld within, he wonderd about what had happened, about the red figure that still haunted his mind, he wanted to find out more. Englorn then rememberd Yaps, he got up leaving his mead on the table, he then exited the inn, he looked around into the streets of Riften, life proceeded as it always did, theifs, merchants, beggers and guards prowling the streets looking for crime. The Nord could not see his dog anywhere. Englorn then sighed and reached into his pocket, he pulled out Cleingle's notes.

Englorn thought to himself: ''Why do i even need to do this... its pointless now.''

Englorn then rememberd Cleingle's last words "Thankyou", Thankyou for what?

Englorn then put the note back in his pocket and proceeded into Mistveil Keep.

He walked up to Laila Law-Giver.

Englorn looked at Cleingle's notes.

Englorn: I am here to acknoledge you that a murderer of your settlement who goes by the name of Cleingle now lies dead.

The Jarl looked at the Nord.

Laila Law-Giver: Who?

Englorn: A Wood Elf named Cleingle, he once murdered... murdered.. a Dark Elf women... and some towns guards.

Laila Law-Giver: I do not recall of this name before..

Anuriel: No my jarl, this Elf the nord speaks of was wanted for murder 3 years ago.

Laila law-Giver looked at a tatterd piece of paper: Ahhh yes, i remember now... and what of the women who helped with this crime... Manja...

Englorn: She... died year's ago, she should not be a worry to you anymore.

Laila: This is good news, here take this as a token of my gratitude. *gives 1000 septims, she then gave the piece of paper to a guard who then put it in the fire*.

Englorn: This was no bounty my jarl, i decleine your token... but there is one thing i need your help with though...