Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10197675-20131104175500/@comment-24142725-20131108192554

Rowan was quite pleased he met some friendly travellers that day. However he did part ways right before the bandit hideout.

"They might think i'm a coward, but those travelers, they had a special look in their eyes. a look that showed they had seen many wonderful but also horrific things."

Rowan entered a small town in west Whiterun hold, Rorikstead it was called. He had still enough money to afford a night at the local Inn. The sun was just about to go under, but before it did it painted the cobblestone road through the town glowing orange. In the distance a red sky.

Rowan entered the Frostfruit Inn

"Ah, Inn keeper?"

the man looked up from whatver work he was doing

"Come in, Come in... Here to quench that thirst or to please that appetite?"

Rowan answered back while rubbing his hands together at the fire:

"Ah yes, and also. if there is any a room, for I am a weary traveler looking for a place where i can get some shuteye."

"that wont be a problem, follow me, I'll show you your room" he replied.

''"I would first like to eat something if possible." ''

And after a filling meal and a fine bottle of wine, Rowan retired for the night.