Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20150321160853/@comment-10197675-20150322130738

Swool looked up towards the bright moon, as she moved her legs into a more comfortable position, the moons brightness gave the night a queer sense but Markarth still remained silent as the night progressed. The Buzzard looked down onto the streets of Markarth, there was no sign of anyone, only the odd guard walking around holding a dim torch, overall the night was quite calm.