Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26446054-20151011004211/@comment-26446054-20151102171802

From what appeared to be an abandoned home, a figure in a blue uniform and a battered helm emerged, carrying a musket over his back, held by a leather strap which appeared to have been made from a particularly long belt. By his waist, he held a sheathed short-sword which shook as he jogged to the nearest inn.

Opening the tavern door hastily, he looked around to see if any drinkers here were clearly unemployed or waiting as opposed to depressed or talking with a friend before approaching Jericho.

"Good day, Redguard. How would you like to join a good cause and kill Thalmor? We could certainly use someone like you in our ranks." Spoke the Altmer.