Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20180122052739/@comment-19164168-20180223120810

(Timeskip since the travel scene is pointless)

When the two neared No Shira Citadel, an old fortress in Hew's Bane, presumably built by the Ra Gada when they first made landfall in Hammerfell, the first notable thing they saw was a few men in full-covered armor dumping what looked like bodies crudely wrapped in linen for incineration.

"Waitaminute."

"What?"

"I think that one was moving!"

"What? Impossible; I checked them myself."

The two men looked closely for a bit from where they stood, before the first one laughed and said, "Well, he ain't movin' no more!"

Both men broke out in laughter before they continued their work.

"One, two, three, heave!" they said as they dumped each body into the mass grave that was soon to be lit.

"What in Sithis' name is this?" Aia asked no one in particular in a low voice.

"Those men are wearing rebreathers too..."