Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140222014010/@comment-12599067-20140304002040

The group attracted some curious glances from the Bosmer as they suddenly rose from the table, although the elves didn't think much of it until the adventurers vanished with three consecutive thunderclaps, causing all those who hadn't been paying attention to jump and spill their drinks.

The company reappeared somewhere in the Great Forest, with a small chapel on the side of the road just a stone's throw away. However, no one was around to hear of their arrival. The door of the priory had been kicked in, allowing a small amount of sunlight to pierce the darkness inside the chapel. Makoru couldn't see inside, but he had a bad feeling that the King of Worms had been busy while they had been in Valenwood.

"C'mon. We need to get moving, and from the looks of it, we don't have much time," Jack noted, taking out his map of Cyrodiil and quickly locating Hackdirt on the map. "Looks like our destination is northeast on the Black Road. Let's go," he ordered, putting away his map and taking off in the direction of Hackdirt.