Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24141785-20150606215453/@comment-24123288-20150606223454

Helena pushed open the gates to the city, sweat pouring off her brow. It was far too warm here in Cyrodiil, and far too colourful. She smiled at the smell of meat and alcohol flowing from the city however, and it soon lifted her spirits.

''And I'll be lifting a cup of spirits to my mouth too! Hah!''

She grinned wider and casually began wandering around, assuming there was still some time to kill before the party.