Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24141785-20131112133018/@comment-24245127-20131203102401

Fareem would suddenly hear a knock at his studies door, he slowly folds down his hood and extends one hand, opening it with some sort of spell, as he turns his head there stands his Bosmer servant "What is it now? Cant you see I'm busy!" he yells, the Bosmer bows his head in respect and perhaps fear to the now scowling Fareem, before saying "A letter has come Master, it would appear the Jarl of Whiterun has requested your presence" Fareem takes a deep sigh as he now releases is gaze upon his servant as he extends a hand waiting for it to be handed to him "Give it to me then be off " says Fareem sighing soon after, the servant simply hands over the letter, takes a bow and departs his study.

Fareem would then grab a knife from inside his old wooden desk, he cuts open the finely sealed letter and begins to look through it, reading through it at a brisk pace, "So...to Whiterun then"