Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24141785-20140201133112/@comment-16346315-20140203181522

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After walking for about an hour, The figure brought the twins into a old Castle, it was a ruin. In there was a large hall, it was obvious somebody was living there, it was well lit up and furnished for a ruin. The figure walked over to a table and took off his hood. His face was oldish, it was obvious he was in some sort of Battle or fight by the scars on his face, he looked sort of familiar to the brothers.

"Wait you're-"

"I'm Galledan, your 2nd cousin" the mer said

"Why did you take us here, Galledan?" Elimil said a bit happy that he wasn't going to murder the twins

"I need you to do something for me, for us" Galledan added

"Go on..."

"My mother, Your Grandmother, has contracted a virus... I can't think of the name, it's a long word, but anyway, it is very rare. Blog pours from her Eyes, nose and mouth. We took her to the Healers but to no luck. He did tell us about a Alchemist in Riften, he told us he had a cure. I am too busy to go myself, she needs me at her side, I need you both to go" he said

The twins looked at each other.

"Of course" Elrohir said

"Anything for nan" Elimil said, then giggled to himself

"It's all arranged, the boat sets off for Anvil this evening, you both will travel in foot through Kvatch, then through Cheydinhal, and then to Riften, when your there, ask for Gathrick, a Nord with brown hair and an eyeglass, Clear?"

"Clear" they both replied