Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150105230328/@comment-24736819-20150116122829

Mirana stood there in the middle of that nature-chaos mixture, seeking for an answer and after two hours the storm started to fade.

The dunmer was still dubious about where to go next, but when she opened her eyes she saw it. The marks on the ground left by the lightning bolts seemed to point northeast.

She started climbing down once the storm finally stopped.

"Rennac, Claire?", she called.