Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27025277-20161129155225/@comment-24123288-20161224193403

(Okay sooooo to prevent the death of this, lets move on ourselves!)

After several days travelling through from Ivarsted, all the way through Cyrodiil and stopping off at Cheydinal to resupply for the gods know how long trip, everyone stood before the gates into Morrowind.

A sense of dread mixed with anticipation fell over the group. Calico especially, shifted uncomfortably at the thoughts of what might be found there. He sighed, waiting for their guides and contractors to finalise the crossing into Morrowind proper.

"Man...can anyone else like...hear the wind?"