Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20150404232940/@comment-5583506-20150405134306

Rashka reached the gates of Riften. It looked just the way he remembered it. And the smell of tar and fish was not unfamiliar either. He wondered if Haelga would still accept him into her bed after catching him in a not all too innocent act with Svana.

''Grabbing her breasts was an honest mistake! This one was merely searching for the door handle and she just happened to stand there!''

He decided that it would be best to let Haelga be for now. The woman had her cravings just as much as he did, but he wasn't that desperate for her physical affection, knowing that she had other interests in the art of love... including whips, leather straps and... daedric boots.

The Bee and Barb was still open though. He entered the inn and enjoyed the fumes of foaming ale, badly burnt meat and sweat due to the intense heat found within the wooden inn. Perhaps the Thieves' Guild needed some muscle for hire?