Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20190920211413/@comment-17114085-20191013193114

"Fine, but you better keep your end of the bargain. You need to train me to use this thing." Valdis said. She paused for a moment to sheath the dagger in her belt. "The one that stole the old man's food is a fellow named Hlenni. He's been selling it to the rest of us for...favors."

By the way Valdis said the man's name she didn't like him much.

She then pointed towards the inner part of the squatter camp. "His tent is by the center of the camp. You can't miss it, it has all the pelts and crates. Though be careful, Hlenni's thugs keep watch over the place day and night."

"How did you come to live with the Atmorans? The only people that leave Mereth are either on a mission or are suicidal. The humans kill any of our people on sight. Are you even from Mereth?" Yslenor asked.

She had been trying to figure out how the young elf managed to survive in enemy territory for so long. She secretly hoped that he might be from some lost Falmer sanctuary. There were rumors among the Chantry that some might exist.

"I must say, Lars. You are an interesting individual. Like the wise men of old." Harbinger Randagulf said, using the Old Atmoran word for mage/shaman that meant 'wise man'. Atmorans still respected mages, but there weren't many in their society now a days after the Dragon War killed off the vast majority of mages - as they had been a part of the Dragon Cult. Though the number of mages in Skyrim was on the rise ever since the construction of the College finally gave them a place to learn magic properly.