Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-24489208-20130807214457/@comment-11457306-20130808122849

It was full dark now. Allysa could feel the heat from the fire which burned in front of the houses where the indigents of the area gathered. She was unaccustomed to the milder weather in Cyrodiil and felt hot and sticky. She turned and walked a few paces back toward the entrance to the area. From here she could see the circular stone dock and the ships which lay at anchor there. She shifted the crossbow to her left hand and undid the buckles on the front of her armored jacket with the right, pulling it open to allow air in. It helped a little. She split her attention between the docks and the thieves gathering in front of her wishing that whatever was going to happen would happen. She sighed.