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A trio of guards walked up to the group when they exited the ship. They wore the colors of Eastmarch, since Roscrea was technically under the Eastmarch Hold's administration.

"Newcomers, ay?" He asked, overhearing Thynvil's question as he passed by him. "Not many people want to live on a frozen rock where everything is trying to kill you: the weather, the fauna, the natives, the scarcity of food."

Alesan walked out to meet the guards. "Captain Alesan of the Brinehammer." He greeted them.

"Bringing in supplies?" The guard Captain asked.

Alesan shook his head. "No, just acting as transport."

"A shame, well if you're the captain let's get the paperwork in order." The Captain said and followed Alesan back onto the ship.

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The group arrived at a place with an anvil for a sign, it read: Northernlion's Steel. 

"Must be this Gustav's place." Rigmor muttered and gestured for the Falmer to head inside first.