Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-2165692-20171101135341/@comment-2165692-20180125135036

Enkaris led him to a secluded table, away from the other patrons "These dreams are manifestations created by the Daedric Lord Vaermina. she has an awful hunger for our memories. In return, she leaves behind nightmares not unlike a cough marks a serious illness. I must end her terrible influence over these people before the damage becomes permanent." he said in a low voice.

The door was unlocked without a hitch, as the door opened dust swirled up as the draft entered the house. It looked as if this place hadn't been cleaned in years, the girt thing to meet his eye was bottles of Nord mead, still full having lying around a table, many had shattered as the glass shards were strewn about he place.There was a chest located in a corner, markings on the floor seemed to imply that it had been pushed to the wall by someone, further back two perfectly good closets and a cabinet had been left behind, on the cabinet there was two piles of paper, something glinted green underneath one pile.