Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150905141843/@comment-17114085-20150906233548

Kyrnil knocked on the door of the stablemaster's house. As expected, there was no one outside. However, within a few seconds he heard someone's voice from inside. "Coming!" He yelled.

The door opened and the Nord was face-to-face with the stablemaster. "Greetings, something I can do?"

"Hello." He said to the Nord in charge of the stables. "I need a horse to get to Whiterun."

The Nord scratched his head. "Can't it wait till tomorrow?"

"No." Kyrnil replied instantly. "I am on urgent business for the Jarl. I just need to borrow a horse, I will return it. You can trust the son of Kyne."

The Nord's eyes widened. "Oh...Kyneson. I am so sorry, I didn't recognize you. You can take any horse you want."

Kyrnil nodded. "Many thanks." He said and headed to the stables. He found a suitable white horse that was already saddled and mounted it. "To Whiterun." He muttered.

The stablemaster waved at him as he left.