Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140323001956/@comment-27783182-20140329181342

The boat that J'dharjo took stopped in a lake southeast of Cheydinhal, where a small fishing settlement was being built. The wharf was already built and J'dharjo stopped in that wharf, where a horse waited for him.

J'dharjo now was going to Lake Arrius, but decided to stop at Fort Farragut to honor the dead that were buried there. Half of his family died in that forsaken fort because of Undead and Assassins, but he ended up an assassin. Now that he had given up of that life for a little while, he decided to build his new home there. Although, he did not suspect that Fort Farragut was now home to the assassins of the Dark Brotherhood...

"Well, here I am... Fort Farragut..." J'dharjo smiled. "By Alkosh, this one haven't been here in a while..."

He walked towards the doors of the fort and tried to open them, but it was locked. He tried to explode them with magic, but they were not destroyed. He wondered if there was someone there.

"Hello?!" He shouted. "Anybody in the chapel?! Donating?!"

He laughed at his own joke, though it was a terrible joke.