Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25329641-20140711182443/@comment-5583506-20140715152718

The Jerall Mountains wasn't a hospitable place for a Khajiit to be, but it would be the last place the guards would be looking for him in. Rashka hadn't paid his rent during his brief visit in Cheydinhal and had therefore been chased out. And if it wasn't because of the rent it was because of him sleeping with the innkeeper's daughter.

The wind chilled him to the bone and not even his thick fur was enough to keep the harsh climate from making him wish that he was in a warm and cozy prison cell. Only the faint light from the nearby city of Bruma offered him some comfort.

"H-hopefully B-Bruma w-will b-be m-more a-accepting of t-this one", he shivered as he started to make his way down the slippery slopes, occasionally losing foot grip and falling to his knees in the thick snow.