Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32420582-20150204060459/@comment-25038310-20150206071503

Arnaud entered the gloomy hold of Windhelm much, much later. Pontius Picard had died weeks ago, which made him go back to Windhelm. As he traversed through the snow, he noticed from afar that the city was being besieged by hordes and hordes of vampires.

This disgusted him - and after all, he had spotted various nightshades on the doorsteps of many homes there - all people that were in desperate need of his services - that trusted him. Hoping that he would come. And plenty of gold that Arnaud would rather see in his hamds than dreaming about it.

He hid his horse, tighing the reigns to a nearby tree, as he stsalthily continued his way to the city Under the cover of shadows and the chaos during the battle.