Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32420582-20150204060459/@comment-5543592-20150207001603

"Great." Muttered Vance. He looked around in the wind whipping blinding snow in every direction. He was headed away northwest of Riften, so Morthal couldn't have been far.

Vance retrieved his gear, and approached the horse, grabbing hold of the reins. "Mount up." He told the girl. "I'll lead."