Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140404170938/@comment-3293219-20140405213034

The Bosmer immediately began to look for tracks, but there were none. Not a foot print, a hair, blood or anything...

Just the ring and the sign that something had gone down, the way that the leaves and twigs had been moved.

He knelt down and took the ring, examining it, to see if it was useful...