Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140503020704/@comment-11457306-20140508021552

Brihanna scrambled on last, wearing a stolen pack stuffed full of journey food, potions and items she'd been needing for some time, along with a bottle of fine spirits. She'd had a couple of shots of another bottle but had left it behind. She'd also acquired some gold and a few pieces of fine jewelry which she could use for barter if she had to, although she preferred to keep them if at all possible.

Anneken reached out a hand to help her into the carriage.

Rhiannon rode up alongside the cart. "Good evening to you Vol and Eirik.  To all of you.  I see you've all fared well since our parting." Her eyes settled on Dalon. He looked better and she wondered if he'd kicked the skooma.

Then she saw Morrigan. For just a brief second in the dim light, she caught a faint glow in her eyes and she stiffened. Her horse tossed his head and danced again and suddenly she knew why he was so restive. He could sense vampires as he could any other wild beast. She always had trouble with him in Morthal with vampires so close by.