Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10906938-20140514001728/@comment-25146201-20140621033029

Flynn sat on a nearby tree trunk by the fire. "So, what's the plan here? Everything back in Riften went to Oblivion, and everyone we know is either dead, going to die, or is here, with all of Skyrim knowing our faces." He lifted up his pack, and sifted through it. He would've taken more provisions if he knew they'd be on a journey like this. "I don't see many options, we can't buy our way out this time."