Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20180414200018/@comment-17114085-20180430113917

Headman Zahrin came up to the window and yelled down at the guards at the gate. "Get those fucks off my lands!" He sounded really pissed.

The guards drew their weapons.

The Redguard and his men did as well. "I told you." The Bloody Fist pointed their weapons at the Bone Mask pirates.

At the bridge to the palace, the guards blocked Jerod's path. "State your business."

"We...we're the Sons of Hew." The pirate replied.

The one-eyed pirate was still groaning from pain, the right side of his face was dripping blood.

"That must be it." Shav gestured to the small hut at the edge of town.

"And that must be him." Lhotun spotted a Nord at the tanning rack stretching a deer skin. "Let me talking to him."

They approached the man. He noticed them before they spoke up, having heard them crushing leaves and breaking tigs as they moved through the path to his hut. "What do you want?"

"I just want to talk. I'm looking for someone a Dunmer." Lhotun replied.

"He's right next to you, you should get your eyes checked." The hunter stated.

Lhotun chuckled briefly at the jest. "I different Dunmer. One living on this island. You may have seen him when you were out. The innkeeper said you mentioned one a while back."

"I did." The hunter said. "I know who you're talking about, the elf lives alone in the woods and fends for himself. He's never even come to town once."

"His name is Deros, he's a friend of mine." Shav stated. "Can you tell us where he lives?"

"Not for free." The hunter replied.