Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24449631-20140827094909/@comment-3293219-20140829202704

Nadira wandered through the busy streets, stopping to look at the many exotic people as she wandered past, gawking at every one of the exotic locals as they went about their lives. The Breton had passed through Morthal and Whiterun on her way to Riften but none of those places were anywhere near as busy as this, they didn't have the stink of the day's catch or the hustle and bustle of customers or the tight knit houses, which were all joint at their structural hip.

The Breton ran ahead, to the market, slowly looking around at the stalls, she eventually caught a young Nord girl's eye as she examined her stock of various fish.