Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20190126220742/@comment-17114085-20190307181644

"Aye, he needs to if he means to be a good Jarl." Skorm said. Speaking of Jarls he remembered about Harald's father. That made his expression go gloomy. He had put that thought in the back of his mind as soon as they set off to kill the dragon, now it had come back.

The housecarl sighed and looked over at the thane. Small wonder he is acting up so much.

With the crowd having slowed them down, the thane's group took almost an hour to make it to the palace. By then the sun had set and darkness had taken over the sky. Torches and lanterns lit up the outside of the palace. It was a huge stone structure built in the fashion of old Atmora, like much of the city. An imposing structure, it was the largest and tallest building in the city and had a large public square at the front entrance where the Jarl would attend his people.

Vindhelm was separated into numerous quarters: the Stone Quarter, the Snow Quarter, the Ice Quarter and the famous Valunstrad. The Stone Quarter was the largest of these, containing the city market as well as most businesses in the city. The Snow Quarter housed the city fighting pit as well as the more much of the housing. The Ice Quarter was made up of the docks and all the buildings outside the city, the houses present outside were for poor citizens that couldn't afford property inside the walls. Lastly was the Avenue of Valor, Valunstrad. It was the smallest district and was made up of the Palace and the numerous homes of the wealthiest and oldest clans in Vindhelm.