Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140119184840/@comment-12599067-20140127000442

Jack nodded and made sure Anwen didn't roll onto the floor of the carriage when the carriage jerked forward, rolling along at a much quicker pace towards Falkreath. Makoru did the same, firmly but gently placing a hand on Torene's shoulder and preventing her from falling out of the cart. Claudius let out a small sigh, feeling extremely out of place among the warriors, and pulled his mortar and pestle out of his pack, making healing potions that would definately be put to use later, knowing the company he was traveling with.

Their ride to Falkreath was relatively short, given the condition of the new horses and the fact that they had already been within the pine forests, and no creatures dared to bother them along their short ride to the city. Claudius looked up from his apparatuses (including his calcinator and alembic, which he had pulled out along the ride) to find that the city lie just ahead. He frowned, however, when he noted that the gates were closed. A pair of guards walked up to the carriage, emotionless behind their helms.

"Halt! The city's on lockdown due to the threat of necromancer attacks. Either state your buisiness here or move along," one of them ordered, and Jack let out a small sigh of relief. They hadn't been recognized... yet. "Well, kinsman?" the guard asked, mistaking Stroggvir for the leader of the group.