Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25588187-20150524231736/@comment-18750685-20150720213544

In Morrowind, decripit cadavers seldom carried stench home. Between netch scum, ashstorms and sujama, dunmer never knew someone had died before stumbling upon their corpse. This was different. The cold carried the smell with it like wolves dragging prey to their nest.

"Over the years, I've grown accostumed to the stentch of dead bodies. This may be bad."