Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25146201-20131211044317/@comment-12599067-20131214203436

Jack looked up from his writing and at the surrounding hills, dotted with the occasional pine tree. He put away his journal and shrugged. "We're most likely nearing the border to Eastmarch. We should arrive shortly." he said, twirling his sliver of charcoal in his hand.

A roar resounded through the air, warning the group of a nearby dragon, but Jack didn't seem to care. He walked on, undaunted by the presence of the dragon nor by Anwen's sob story. Claudius hung back by Daithi and looked around. "For what it's worth, I know how you feel. People thinking you're a bad person because of your family. Stay strong, and you'll be fine."

With those words of wisdom, he trotted forward and the silence settled over the group once more. As the group reached the top of the nearest hill, the City of Kings could be seen below. Jack gave a smile. "Come on folks, we've got a carriage to catch." he said, looking around for something to speed his descent.

He settled for taking a nearby shield, which was propped up next to it's deceased owner, and hopped on, shooting down the hill at top speed. Claudius shook his head and began to slowly descend down the beaten path towards Windhelm.