Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27783182-20131222234409/@comment-24141785-20140122174615

Cyrelas was getting tired. He decided to stop again. He could still just about see the camp.

"Wow... I haven't got far..." Cyrelas muttered. His leg was aching. But he couldn't stay in the camp... Tamriel needed a hero... and he sure wasn't its wanted hero but he would make do.

"Great... My knee is randomly bleeding again.." Cyrelas took of his shirt and placed it around his leg.

"Ok... So now I'm some topless Atlmer/Nord walking around in the forests... Perfectly normal!" He sarcastically told himself. The fox was now around his legs.

"Lets try find Dagoth Ur." He murmered. He felt weaker... Unaware that blood was leaking down his leg.