Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20141213173915/@comment-5543592-20141224023859

(Alright.)

The group, unable to reach a consensus, wasted a good half hour bickering.

That is until Jean intervened.

"You guys trying to get out?" He whispered, in the most hushed voice possible.

Tomas, his head up now, stared at the man like a deer caught in head-lights.

"Uh, yeah."

"Good, follow me." He lead them upstairs three floors to the teleporters. "Weltrod is being a complete idiot.  He has no idea what Hummel is capable of." He threw Tomas a sack, which he caught. Jean had gather up everyone's appropriate gear and was handing it off to them as he ushered them into the portal room. "It's got any kind of potion you might need, and then some.  Markarth." He motioned to the correct portal. "Hurry now, we're running out of time.  Head for Deep Folk's Crossing.  Reports coming in on strange activity, might lead to something.  Or don't.  Just get to Bthardmaz.  Now go."

Tomas went through first then Artair, and then Darach.