Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150615234235/@comment-24582269-20150616205722

Oberyn trotted to the Whiterun stable as Rhaolan hopped off and sweet-talked in the owner into letting the horses stay there until the riders returned. The trio arrived at the gate.

"Greetings, my friends! We have business with the Jarl." Rhaolan adressed the guards.