Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24255006-20140124203852/@comment-5735114-20140125140007

Z'shal slowly awoke in his room in the Bannered Mare with a stretch and a yawn. He had no idea what time it was, as his room didn't have windows, so he made his best effort to awake promptly. About 10 or 15 minutes, he walked out of his room. It was still mid-morning, so the inn was very nearly empty; most people woke up earlier and came for drinks later. He took a seat at the bar. "The usual, Z'shal?", Hulda asked, to which he replied by nodding slightly. A few minutes later, there was a tankard of mead and some grilled vegetables, Z'shal usually didn't need anything more for breakfast. He deposited 40 septims on the table, paying for the room, food, and drink.

As he was finishing up, Hulda came over to him. She spoke in a low whisper, despite the absence of others in the inn. "Hey, Z'shal, I know you're usually not interested in rumors, but a wandering scholar came in a day or two ago and said something about a powerful book. He could still be here in Whiterun, if you're interested." This intrigued Z'shal. He finished his food and drink, and left the inn to get his alchemy stand set up for the day.