Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20140413233357/@comment-24843613-20140420185753

A small group of guards escorted Riallia through the snow, the Guild's fort in sight. The Breton was silent the whole journey there, but upon seeing the nearby fort, she started to panic.

"Come on, can't you just let me go?"

"No, your mother gave us orders. You should have known better."

"It wasn't even that bad! Please? I promise, I won't even return. I'll just live in some other city, far away from you guys." She looked at the head guard with pleading eyes. "Please? I don't want to go," she shivered and pointed, "there.."

"Sorry lass, orders are orders. That's what you get for breaking the law." He turned to the rest of the escorters. "Wait at the gate, I'll give the letter to the leader."

The guards nodded in understanding, and they continued their way, getting closer to the fort.