Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20160913141844/@comment-25175520-20160919212350

Soren followed the Orc as they moved through the town. Shortly, he stopped in his tracks and turned abruptly, passing through the crowd. Within a few minutes he could see the inn under the sign of the Morning Dew and he followed it to the door. Behind the counter of the bright and cool inn stood a Bosmer, who came to meet the Nord.

"Did they send you back, then?" he asked, setting a tankard down. Soren shook his head.

"They went to the north gate and I come back here. I want you tell Aisif where I went, if he come in."

"If Aisif comes into the inn," the Elf sighed, "I'll tell him you're part of an investigation with the guard. Alright?"

Jubilant, Soren nodded. The innkeeper stopped and looked him in the eyes.

"You can find your way back to the gate, can't you now?" Soren pulled at his beard and looked past the innkeeper, who sighed again.

"Go through the square," he gestured, "past the fountain - you know the one? lots of water? - and keep walking. You should see the gate." Soren nodded and fumbled with the pouch at his waist.

"None of that, thank you. Now, don't keep them waiting."

Soren lingered by the door. "You tell Aisif where I am, okay?"

"I promise it." The Nord, contented, nodded, and departed. Sighing once more, the Bosmer took his place behind the counter once more.