Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24141785-20131112133018/@comment-3293219-20131203185247

Caleb had been walking for a few days now, he forgot what dry land felt like, the endless spaces of nothing that had long awaited some rich man to come and take it all for himself.

The pirate sighed as the temperature dropped, though he picked his head up again, when he realised that he'd reach Whiterun before sun down.

He then spied something in the distance; it was slumped over, implying that it was dead or badly wounded. It wasn't human, too big to be human and it didn't look threatening, like a horse or a deer or something. He drew his swords, just to be safe, for all he knew; its killer was still around and Caleb may serve as a better meal.

As he got closer to it, he noticed that something else had come to inspect the body and at last the fearsome creature that had slain the mystery beast before him had revealed itself. A female nord child, with what he could swear was a toy bow, grabbed the deer by its feet and began to drag it off of the road. The deer left a big blood smear that even the greenest of trackers could follow.

Caleb sighed and approached the child, knowing that she would likely perish on her own.