Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29458028-20150528095614/@comment-29458028-20150531014218

(Ok, we begin)

The carriage trundled through the harsh, freezing snow of Skyrim, the gales blowing through the boards, so it was freezing, both inside and outside. Within the carriage, the tributes requested for Empress Eris sat, unbound. Not that they were free, or allowed to move, since the carriage had a powerful paralysis and silence enchantment that prevented any form of movement or magic. The going was painfully slow, since there was apparently a snowstorm outside.

At least the idiots who designed the carriage allowed for talk. A dark haired girl awoke, her eyes shooting open, as she looked around. She had been taken from her home, with all her equipment intact. Instinctively, she surveyed all the people around her.

"Hello...?"