Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-2165692-20170317065536/@comment-9075949-20170419231005

"Heh, the Dark Brotherhood...." Relvyn grinned devilishly, finishing off his Shein. Thanks for the warm welcome, we will get going." the assassin handed Ambarys a sack of septims.

"Here, for the drinks, and a tip." He smiled warmly, before putting his helmet back on, and then his now dried cloak. Sathrysa put her hood back up, and put on her cloak as well. The two then went outside.

"Where to, master?" Sathrysa asked, hugging her cloak closer to her body.

"Kynesgrove."

"But wasn't a Dragon sighted there?"

"We're Morag Tong, a Dragon is nothing for us." He smiled to his apprentice under his helmet. She grinned and nodded, and the two made their way to Kynesgrove.