Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20141123175252/@comment-24760123-20141123205308

Daenlyn got out of his bed and moved cautiously toward the noise.

It turned out to be a poor dead courier that the Dwemer Spiders were picking apart, hence the tapping. Daenlyn stomped on one of the spiders and popped the legs off the other. He then searched the courier's body and found the following letter

Dear Daenlyn Free-Gale,

You may have noticed what has begun to happen in Skyrim.

You'd have to live under a rock not to know.

I seriously hope you don't live under a rock.

''Eh. Who am I to judge?''

Anyways, head to Markarth.

Daenlyn sighed.

"At least i can get out of this godsforsaken place..."



Divaak Veleth was wrestling with a Dwemer Sphere that was threatening a poor courier that had stumbled upon Divaak's home.

"Grah! Filthy son of a Draugr!"

Divaak threw the Sphere over his head, smashing it against the wall. He then picked up a Dwarven warhammer and smashed the thing to pieces.

"Now, what were you saying?"

The courier thanked him and gave him a letter.

Dear Divaak Veleth,

You may have noticed what has begun to happen in Skyrim.

You'd have to live under a rock not to know.

I seriously hope you don't live under a rock.

''Eh. Who am I to judge?''

Anyways, head to Markarth.

Divaak nodded his head.

"Well, more work to do..."

