Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140812170152/@comment-11457306-20140815031557

(He can't read?!  LMAO!)

Brihanna and Rhiannon received word in the Guards Barracks of the impending deadline. Rhiannon had gathered supplies for Brih and put them in a good solid knapsack. She had laid a Dwarven crossbow and various daggers next to it on the table. Two of the daggers were long, wicked looking Daedric daggers. Brihanna's eyes widened at this sudden wealth and she reached out to stroke the cross bow. Her last one had not been nearly so nice.

"Finish up.  We'd best not keep Ser Emrey waiting."

Brihanna nodded and quickly wrapped up some of the less perishable food in a clean cloth and stuffed it in on top of the stuff in the pack. Then she transferred her meager belongings from her old pack and left it lying on the table when they left, hurrying, toward the stables.

(gotta take a bath.)