Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20191016010235/@comment-7262318-20191022174943

"I... yeah, I can do that," Jes glanced down at the swords. "Oh, I hope we don't have to use those..."

The four traveled onwards towards the edge of the swamp, the trees dissipating and the air becoming much colder as they walked on. A few patches of snow dotted the landscape as they traveled, closer to the mountains that seperated whiterun from dawnstar.

Their trek lead to the base of one of these mountains, where it was apparent that there was man-made influences here. There was a post at the bottom, for horses to be hitched to. Vordel's grey and black spotted horse was waiting there for them, tightly tied to the post.

There was a beaten path leading up the mountain, with a few stones and steps in place at the more inclined parts of the path.