Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140927193312/@comment-3293219-20140928154808

The two of them came to a gate, the rear entrance of the city but there was nowhere to dismount, Azarath thought it best to go around the outside of the walls and leave his mount with the stable, for safe keeping.

The Dunmer left Elana outside the gate as he dropped the horse off in the paddoc, it was the only horse of it's kind in there as the others were Cheydinhal black horses, built for speed above all else. It had been debated as to whether or not they were better than the stronger but slower, white horses, of anvil. However, most people either declared them to be the same or didn't care...

He returned to her, moments later, dusting his hands off as he he got closer, his smile never left his face.

"Ready to go in?"