Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20181201131100/@comment-37575392-20181202204513

Kane sat at Stool in one of the Inns, sipping his cup of Mead. He was finally at his Father's Childhood Home, Skyrim. He had only been in the Area for a week and already made it to Vindhelm. Kane now knew what his Father meant by 'Giant.'

As he watched the Behmemoth sized men walk in and out, his eyes shifted on the Notice Board. It had many contacts pined to it, but none peaked his interest.

"Bandits... Falmer..." Kane muttered to himself. "I miss a good Goblin Raid."