Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25329641-20140711182443/@comment-3293219-20140714164559

Xeran arrived in Bruma, it had been a long, exhausting journey, his thin shoes had fallen apart to the point that the soles were just hanging off of them. Still, the Wizard made it from Morrowind to Cyrodiil in a very short time span, releaved to see that the city's guards didn't check him out before entry.

The Dunmer stepped inside, turning his nose up at the stench of the city, Bruma wasn't notoriously rank, when it came to its odour but Xeran gave that impression about everywhere he went. This city was but an over glorified cesspool, its people were rats and it failed to satisfy his high expectations.

Still, he wasn't here for a holiday, if he was, he would have turned around and gone back to the wastelands of his home but thankfully, he was here on business. He had to find Darius Stormblade...