Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20160209154925/@comment-5583506-20160225015810

As the group stood out there in the cold waiting the storm had begun to subside and flakes of snow were now falling slowly to the ground. After a while a door opened and they were approached by high commander Trymir, tightly followed by a young Redguard woman who looked as if she was of the same age as Evelyne. She was most likely Trymir's secretary or scribe, or something of the like.

"Hrhmh", grumbled Trymir as he stroke his beard and trudged back and forth in front of the group, observing them cautiously. "Why are you here?" he asked no one in particular enigmatically.