Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20181201131100/@comment-17114085-20181203210457

The caravan came into town, passing by the watchtowers in the western perimeter. Yorgrim had a small wooden pallisade surrounding parts of the town, though it was nowhere as defensible as the stone city of Vindhelm.

The guards on the watchtowers waved at them as they headed into town.

The caravan wandered into the town square. "This is where we part, friend." The merchant said.

He reached into his pouch and handed Kane 200 eyrir for the escort job.

"May the gods watch over you." The merchant said his farewells.

The duo walked across the snowy streets of Yorgrim. There was nearly a foot of snow covering the outdoors, with only the fronts of houses and the main roads being cleared for travel.

It took a few minutes to make their way to the longhouse. They saw only a handful of people outside, despite the town having a rather sizable population of 5 thousand people.

When they were a few blocks away they spotted the larger building peaking out among the smaller houses. It's roof was shaped like an upside down boat, just like their mead hall. Outside a handful of guards kept the entrance secure.

"Greetings, we come at the request of Thane Harald's bounty." Jofrodr said, pulling the parchment out of his pouch and handing it to the guards.

Luckily one of them could read and he let them through. "Very well, go on in."

Jofrodr nodded in thanks and led Reyl in the longhouse.

The entrance hall had a large hearth that warmed up the longhouse significantly, allowing them to feel quite confortable in this winter weather.

A servant spotted them and approached. "How can I help you, sir?"

"We're Companions, come to complete the dragon hunt." Jof replied.

"Ah, I see. The Thane has been waiting for your arrival." The servant stated.

"The Thane?" Jof was surprised, he didn't know that Thane Harald was here personally.

"Yes yes, right this way." The servant led them to a room adjacent to the entrance hall, a dining room where a handful of people were sitting at the table drinking and talking.

"Aha, so someone has answered the bounty." A rather tall bulky man said loudly when he saw the two brought in by the servant.

Being quite knowledgeable in surviving out in the wilderness, Tiskr quickly spotted some suitable dry branches on some dead trees nearby. Enough to keep a good fire going through the night should he need to.

"Stormhawk?" The Atmoran repeated. He seemed vaguely familiar with the name. "Huh, you dragon hunters? Aye, there was one such beast spotted near the town last week. I heard it was sighted near Hrefna's farm to the south."