Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20170908205632/@comment-24736819-20170919191529

Seeing that containment was already out of the question, Carden stopped playing and turned around.

"Took you sometime, but good job, Gluttony.", he let out and walked away from the battle which already had been won.

He did not waited for the khajiit to say anything back to him and promptly made way down to aid the injured warriors that fought on his side. His vast sea of knowledge allowed him to be a superb physician and in no time the breton medics sought him out to aid with their patients.

While the bard helped, he occasionaly thought of the good old days when he met the most fascinating folk on his journeys throughout High Rock, Wrothgaria included, it was a shame that he never got to see some of them more than once and that he failed to see those same marvels in others.

"Mr...Carden?", a young girl's voice called his attention and snapped him out of his trance.

"Yes, my dear?", he knelt besides the child, quickly spotting that she had been holding a small cloth.

The kid refrained from saying anything else, handing the bard the cloth and quickly sprinting away. Carden chuckled and shook his head, smiling and thinking that no matter where he went, children were always an interesting encounter.

He unwrapped the cloth, which seemed to contain another piece of cloth within only this one was a bit more leathery and upon it the words 'We waited' were inscribed with some reddish tint. Quickly, realization fell upon the bard and he wrapped the human skin into the cloth once again.

"Not again...", the famous bard muttered, suspiciously glancing around.