Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20190125120301/@comment-24510587-20190206021433

A few years later...

Bootsteps crunched through the dirt of a hidden canyon. Varun Motriel looked around him, wondering if he had really come to the right place, out here in the middle of nowhere. He adjusted his cuirass, which was just about the only piece of his old armour he was still wearing; the rest had been replaced with simpler, more roughspun clothing. He didn't really expect even need his cuirass though, unless this had been an elaborate ambush. But why such a faraway place for that?

Varun's questions were answered when he rounded a boulder, and he came to find why he had been given directions to this canyon: a massive castle wall and towers suddenly rose out in front of him.

Of course. This was Fort Dawnguard. That dusty old place.