Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20150404005102/@comment-5583506-20150407130845

Sibern trudged his way with heavy steps across the streets of Riften, still ever as muddy as the day they had arrived. It was as if the town liked being dirty. The usual ruffians and thugs that were hiding in the alleyways did not bother him. In fact, they seemed more terrified of him than he were of them. Probably because they couldn't help but suspect that everyone was the potential murderer, and would most likely rip some of their organs from their bodies if they tried to attack him.

He got up to the front door of Haelga's Bunkhouse and knocked a couple of times, awaiting an answer.

Mi'Siri opened the door after a couple of minutes, but only halfway. "This one... this one is closed", she stuttered.

It was clear that the Khajiit was just as terrified as everybody else in the town.

"I need to investigate the building. You might have some... tie-in with what's happening in this town that you don't know about."

Mi'Siri swallowed hard and opened the door. "Be... be quick about it then. This one was planning to leave Riften for some time and return when it's safer. If it ever does become safer..."

Indeed, reflected Sibern and entered the brothel.