Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20180404172451/@comment-24510587-20180412203838

WThe fellowship were in for another long journey. They would reach Anvil by the beginning of the evening, and there was only so much a man could see of rolling hills and vineyards before it got repetitive. Safe to say, it was a boring trip.

Finally, after several hours though it felt like it could've been days, their destination came into view. It had taken long enough; Marr's eyes had occasionally been fluttering for an hour now, and the young Nord had outright fallen asleep, his forehead resting on the back of Moira's shoulder.

"Kvatch," Marr sighed in relief.