Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20140925102931/@comment-24696651-20141004011711

Dande finshed changing, bid Elisa farewell, and walked to the barracks, careful to hide his high quality equipment. He hammered his armour back into shape after they were damaged by a firepot, and sharpened his sword. He carefully checked his dwarven crossbow, and loaded it. He'd have to be careful - he only had a dozen bolts. He changed into his armour after repairing it, mounted a horse, and rode to Morthal. If the caravan had made it that far, someone would know.