Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20150401175844/@comment-12599067-20150404193528

Clarent was still wandering through the wilderness towards Riften when he suddenly smelled smoke in the air. He immediately suspected the worst and quickly turned to look behind him, expecting to see his pursuer right behind him, mid-way through launching a blast of flame at him.

Luckily for him, he saw no such thing. He frowned and turned his attention back to the forest in front of him, scanning for the source of the smoke.

There, to his right. A small plume of smoke rising above the trees near the river. He thought he saw people too, but at this distance, he couldn't really tell who they were.

Travellers, probably, he thought. ''Or maybe bandits. ''He certainly hoped it was the former-- he was tired and he would gladly sit down and join them, if they allowed him. Furthermore, it was getting dark and he didn't want to spend another night in the wilderness alone if he could avoid it.

Cautiously, Clarent approached the campsight, applying a spell to muffle his footsteps as he did so.