Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-4356155-20131201232055/@comment-4356155-20131202022621

Dezran nodded and dumped the whole load of Stalhrim in her leather backpack, about 800 Septims worth. In her bag she had a few apples, a stale loaf of bread, a small glass dagger, a pouch of Septims, and now the load of Stalhrim. "Alright let's get moving. What is your name, may I ask?" Dezran said as she pulled out an apple from her pouch and bit into it.