Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26446054-20150916143234/@comment-24510587-20151010154524

Morndas midnight, by the Temple of the One...

The Bosmer leaned against a pillar with his back, waiting for the pair to show up. They were careful, that was sure; the woman had played a great act in pretending to be a regular guard, and the one clad in gold - Reus, if he had overheard correctly - had been hard to spot.

They could turn out to be good companions for the upcoming travel. If they would agree to join the hunt, of course. But that remained to be seen...