Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20161209153206/@comment-24736819-20161219193900

"You are a blacksmith and still came along? Quite corageous, mr Ambroise...", Carden commented before turning to Kyrnil.

"Relax, Kyneson, I meant no disrespect... just trying to figure it out how to stop them folks from obliterating Whiterun, that's all. Listing things tend to help me think...", the bard shrugged.

"Well, they should be way ahead of you by now, so I'd suggest...", he scratched his head, "A teleport. Does anyone know how to? I suppose the Son of Kyne cannot travel through thunder, can you?"

"This next part should be easy enough, won't you agree? I mean, Whiterun's protectors made it easy when they decided to meet you outside their walls and all. Took a beating and ran away with their tails between their legs...", the pale man chuckled.

"Perhaps Whiterun itself has what you are looking for?"