Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-2165692-20161130204537/@comment-26103034-20161207194808

Once the Dark Brotherhood were gone, the Bosmer closed his eyes and took a deep breath, taking in the fresh air. The sun was just rising and it was still cold from the night. He opened his eyes again and swore under his breath.

He figured there was no point in running - at least, not yet. They'd managed to track the killing to him and then find him and if half the rumours were to be believed, he had little chance of escaping them. And he may as well see where it led anyway, since he'd had no plans for what to do next. Still, the fact that he'd been give no choice in the matter angered him. And that they were so confident that he wouldn't run. He wouldn't, no, but that wasn't the point.

He sighed once more, before heading off, making his way to the carriages.