Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24141785-20131112133018/@comment-3293219-20131220093646

Caleb awoke, gasping as he glanced around, trying to remember where he was and why he was here.

''Urgh... still in this shit hole.''

He slowly rose to his feet, noticing that Morgen was curled up on the floor, hugging her knees and shivering. The old pirate sighed as he removed his coat and threw it on her, after a few seconds she had stopped shivering and lay still.

The dunmer went over to the window, most of the evergreen trees had snow clinging to their branches and leaves. But apart from that, there was nothing else to see... trees obscured the view.

This is a dangerous place to be... Caleb thought to himself and of course, he was right. They had no time to prepare for bandit or creature raids. Anything could come out of those trees and they would have, at best, 10-15 seconds to prepare. He sighed and looked back over them, sick and dying... these people need someone with half a brain, to get them out of this shit hole.

He turned back to the outside world, noticing a deer that had ventured up to the window. Building up a lot of courage.

"Heh... where were you yesterday?" The pirate muttered, looking it square in the eye.

The deer's ear flicked, almost as if it was responding to him but it quickly scampered off, uppon realising that it was standing face to face with a mer.

Morgen awoke, noticing that something was on top of her, something light.

She glanced over her shoulder to see what it was, a coat?

She glanced back at the dunmer with his back facing her, glaring out of the window.

"I see that you're up early..." The nord grumbled, sliding the coat off of her body.

Shit, that's cold!

She quickly abandoned her pride and pulled it back.

Caleb turned back to her and shrugged, "not really, I always get up at the same time."

"You don't sleep in?" She asked, somewhat amazed.

"No, why would I?"

Morgen thought about it but there was no answer.

"So... you're still here, I assume that you want something." She sighed, hoping that she wouldn't have to pay him.

"Actually, I was going to offer something..." The pirate stepped forward and knelt down infront of her, "I'm going to be honest... if you don't get a healer here, that girl..."

"Sylvia!"

"Sylvia, isn't going to make it."

The news hit Morgen like a ton of bricks, she hadn't had to deal with an injured person before and didn't know anything about healing or first aid. Was this mer right? Would her sister die? She glanced back over her shoulder and a tear rolled down her face.

"We have to take her to Whiterun..."

Morgen looked back, gasping at the dunmer's kindness.

"Thank you!" She cried out, she wasn't able to stop herself from lunging forward and hugging him.

Caleb wanted to push her off but what was the point in ruining the moment?

"Pack your things..." He ordered,  "we're leaving this place."