Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150628200351/@comment-17114085-20150705212958

(So this is the next day, alright. You should also know that zombified Jiv would be in Aleswell now.)

Rimalus' group continued east following the road. "How much longer?" Brielus asked.

"Not much longer." Danus replied, but he was wrong. They had days of marching still, and the cold mountains of the north would be much more difficult to tread.

"Rimalus." Dar'Ghasta called. "This one has been thinking. Maybe we should not head north. Khajiit may have thick fur but it was not made for the cold of snow. Dar'Ghasta would freeze his whiskers off in the mountains."

"Were do we head then? We know of no safe place." Rimalus retorted.

"Sound to Khajiit's province." The black furred Khajiit suggested.

"While I agree with your dislike of the cold..." Andragil said. "I do not agree with going to Elsweyr. I care not for your race's home. Let's head to the forest, there are animals to hunt there and..."

"And more dead to ambush us." The Khajiit continued for her.

"Enough. We can't be arguing amonst ourselves. We will continue to follow the road north towards Bruma. If you wish to head somewhere else you can leave." The guard said coldly. Having left Jiv and Kaloter already he was used to abandoning friends, but it didn't make it any easier. His mind wandered to thoughts of Saenus and Larienna. He shook his head, trying to push those thoughts out.

They shut up and continued travelling. They met few zombies along the road, which seemed like a bleessing. That say they managed to make it to Bleaker's Way by nighttime and made camp a mile east, away from the zombie filled village.

"We will have to go hunting tomorrow." Rimalus told Andragil. "We are low on food."

She nodded. "Wake up early, I will not wait for you."

Carius sneaked up on them. "I want to go too."

"Sure, you can come." Andragil said, almost smiling at the boy.

Rimalus thought of his wife and sadness filled his heart. "Come Carius, let's go to sleep. If we are to wake up early we need to be well rested."

As they walked to their tent Danus sat next to the Bosmer. "How are you feeling?" He asked.

"How do you think." She said coldly. "I lost my sister only two nights ago."

The old mage put a hand on her shoulder. "You need to talk about it. I will help with the pain."

Andragil didn't talk at first, but the old man had been kind to her in the past two weeks, so she decided to open up to him. "I should have gone with her, maybe then I could have saved her." She could do nothing to stop the tears.

Danus hugged her tightly.

"I held her in my arms, as she died, and as she came back. I had to kill her, so she didn't stay one of those things." Andragil said, returning the hug.