Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20150620140931/@comment-5824038-20150626202317

(Oh man, I had forgotten how much of a dick Sander was to everyone back in the beginning! xD  )

The plains looked the same all over. Nothing seemed to change in terms of the landscape. It was just blackened grass, and the occasional burnt husk of a tree.

When the dragons had returned the dry grass of Whiterun Hold had burned quickly, leaving little life behind.

When Roland had been walking for an hour or so he came across a large rock. From behind it walked a man in tattered leathers, with raven feathers braided in his hair.

'Alright, hand over all of your valuables, and don't try to resist. If you do, the Ravens shall swarm you, and you will be destroyed.'