Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150416143828/@comment-6006054-20150423222706

Ekrun hesitated for a moment, and decided he would tell a partial truth. "I was pursued by a group of undesirables when I left Solitude. They made an attempt on my life. One escaped, and managed to throw a blade into my leg." He gestured to the bandages around his thigh. He hoped she did not wonder too much about the type of undesirables he had encountered. A knife would have to be thrown with an exacting degree of either accuracy or luck to strike through a crack in his greaves. A common thug could not accomplish such a feat. The reminder why he needed to get the ever enlarging cracks and other weaknesses in his armor repaired. "I know the area around Solitude fairly well, and came here to take shelter for a time."