Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3528442-20190827171306/@comment-25350022-20190926034015

One morning whilst delivering a public speech to the residents of Markarth, he noticed a particularly familiar face in the crowd. With raven black hair and pale skin, he began to suspect that it was Serana.

In a haze of terror and confusion, he jumped off the podium and began to flee, while crying out to the guards for help. He soon mounted a saddled horse in the stables and fled into the hills, scared for his life...