Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150813092559/@comment-29461586-20150816101446

"She." A guard said, before leading Daric to the Palace of the Kings.

The High Queen was the Dragonborn herself. She wasn't wearing anything fancy either. Just the basic Mage Robes with the respective gloves and boots that matched her attire.

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"Well then. You're in luck. The Jarl of Whiterun's looking for bounty hunters against agents from the Reach. He's smart not to send soldiers donning Stormcloak colors, or risk tearing Skyrim apart." Hulda said.

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"Let them in." One of the guards said, causing the others to lower their bows, but not completely.

"You came." The woman said.

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The real cook was at his room, grumbling about how his stomach hated honey.

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"About time." The Jarl Said, before starting to eat. He began to eat fast due to the flavor, unaware that the flavor itself masked a lethal poison...