Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20150620140931/@comment-26103034-20150627140021

Aruvasa looked over the landscape, admiring it. It was beautiful, in it's own way. The power of the Dragons, to have done this. A few charred trees stuck out in odd places across the burnt, dry, soil. A howl echoed across the landscape, most likely a wolf. She looked back at her footprints, the outline of Blacklight just visible through the smoke and ash. Shivering she continued on her way. She should reach Skyrim soon and there she could continue on to wherever this famed sword was.