Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140422184210/@comment-3293219-20140425185716

"I'd... Probably be better at it, I know where to look..." He smiled and nodded, placing the bowl back in her hands and walking away. To his surprise, there were no clothing stalls, the villagers either made their own or relied on imports or donations and all of those clothes had been taken by the refugees and hopefully put to good use.

The Bosmer wandered onto the peer and began to examine the crates, he eventually found some clothes that had been imported from Hammerfell, yet to his surprise they weren't anything fancy. The crate mostly consisted of cotton or woolen farmer's clothes but he found some good stuff in the bottom, many similar looking shirts of varying colours and some tight but comfortable pairs of pants, which looked a sight more comfortable than anything else. He grabbed something for himself, Maria, Cyrus and Isis, focussing more on practicality than anything else...

He carefully closed the lid on the box and returned to the Breton at the campe fire, placing the clothing in front of her and taking a seat beside them.

"There... That's us set..."