Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20160913141844/@comment-10197675-20160919164215

Evusil walked out the barracks with the others as the meeting came to a close. Outside the barracks the Bosmer stopped and took of his Knapsack, putting it down on the ground, he then began to rummage through it to remind himself of what he still had that he couldn't trade.

"Hmm, three pelts, couple rounds of venison... what am I going to do with this?" He mumbled to himself.

Knowing that he only had an hour until he had to be at the north gate, the Bosmer quickly headed into the general goods store. Fifteen minutes later Evusil came out the goods store.

"Just been ripped off, for what could of got me a decent sum, dam!" Evusils complaints were short as he then saw a familiar women head past him on a horse heading towards the north gates.

With haste, Evusil quickly rearranged the positioning of his bow on his back before slinging his knapsack back on, in a low and gradual crouch he then swiftly followed the women, but as they reached the north gate the women's horse galloped away and the Bosmer could only stay put and wait at the gate, a Breton and Orc already appeared to be waiting there. The Bosmer stood and folded his arms as he looked around at the gate, examining its architecture.