Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141021150035/@comment-10197675-20141021182814

Meanwhile within the wilderness of Western Skyrim… One large and quite muscular bear trudged through the blanket of leaves that lay on the cold ground. It was using its nose to sense if there was any grubs or shrubs amongst the decaying leaves, moreover it seemed mostly concerned with scenting any tracks left by prey that may have passed through the area, as its stomach appeared to be rather empty, therefore it kept on sniffing, whilst hastily making its way through the solemn land of Skyrim.

Not too far away from the bear a young and quite skimpy Wood Elf wondered through the wilderness, unaware of the bear. He was seeking a guild that he had heard were recruiting and of which he wished to join. The young Bosmer did not own a weapon currently, and he also did not exactly have ideal clothing on for traveling through the wilderness, as he wore normal clothing with a brown Pilaeus hat (basically the same hat that Robin Hood wears, not the original Robin Hood who wore a cloak and a hood, but the green one with a red feather going through it, the one invented by Errol Flynn I think) on his head.

The Bear had started to catch quite a heavy scent as it progressed even further through the wilderness… it could smell corpses, the stench of blood flooded up its nostrils, as it started to pick up its pace quite considerably, and not before too long the bear found a great gem, as six deceased Bandits lay on the ground in front of it, therefore the bear started a feast as it started burrowing its teeth into one of the bandits, tearing the bandit limb from limb as it scavenged through the corpse.

The Wood Elf on the other hand continued traipsing through the woods as he started to wonder if this guild even existed. The Bosmer started to become hesitant of traveling on any longer, as he pondered upon the fact that he could become lost, or worse if he happened to run into danger. So forth he tentatively carried on searching for this guild.

Blood now dripped from the bears stained jaw, as it knarred on the Bandits arm, it was also now lying down on the ground, fully focused upon its meal, as it gleefully swallowed more bandit down its throat. However the bear was then interrupted as it heard footsteps not too far away from it, therefore it a raised of the ground and looked around to see if it could spot anything invading its space.

The Bosmer gradually walked onwards skimming the area in front of him, hoping to see someone who could offer guidance, or even be part of this guild. But unfortunately, he saw something he would have preferred not to see, as a snarling bear started to approach him. The Wood Elf had no other choice, he had to run and hope that the divines would lend a hand of fortune. Therefore he started sprinting, and so did the bear, chasing him, as it held an immediate grudge at the Bosmer for his unwanted interruption. Luckily for the Bosmer some of his strengths were speed and stamina, so he kept a head of the bear quite easily, but it was the question of who would give first, the Mer or the Beast. The Mer could start to make out two figures standing near a shack, therefore he started to rapidly sprint towards them, increasing his speed…