Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29458028-20150315072056/@comment-29458028-20150316023542

(Be patient - some people need more time to be judged.)

"Fine, newcomer" said the guard, as he placed the sword down and walked off.

When he had moved a certain distance away and was sure he was not followed, the guard took off the armor and helmet, swapping them for a very different armor, as he retrieved his gear from a temporary drop.

He muttered quietly to himself "let there be more fools to seek the black blade. In the end, I will capture it for my masters..."

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Vladimir had reached the Pale by now, after some hard riding. He slowed the motion of his horse as he crossed Frostmere crypt, noticing the door ajar. It was a place his father was said to have explored long ago. Probably deserted by now.

(BTW, his final destination is Windhelm.)