Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150626145118/@comment-5543592-20150629221539

Once Moctezuma had beaten the Nord to a pulp, a Nordic man with a long bread, clad in leather armor, approached him.

"'Eard you talking with the Jarl."

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The snow got deeper and the weather steadily got harsher as Garred pressed on, but he eventually reached a gap in the mountain that lead to a steep decline down the otherside, away from Orsinium.