Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20191114001656/@comment-24530992-20191125161541

It was a decent walk from Markarth, but Vincano had finally arrived on the outskirts of Rorikstead. He could already tell that he would stick out like a sore thumb, most of the inhabitants here being simple Nord towngoers and merchants while he looked like he rolled straight out of a monastery. Pulling down his mask, he took the time to breathe in the he fresh air away from the notorious silver mining town.