Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20170701140145/@comment-5583506-20170706234112

(Choo-choo, muddafukkas.) Morthal seemed empty. Void of all life and all she considered valuable. Couldn't even get herself a nice warm bowl of sugared milk. After entering and exiting an abandoned villa via the balcony on the second floor, like a stoat pillaging a woodpecker's nest. Nothing of value could be found however.

She sat down with a surly grumble on the roof, obviously not content with the outcome as she observed the few gold coins she had looted. Counting them over and over again as if she didn't want to accept such a paltry haul.

She hissed angrily. "Rikki shouldn't have come here. Whiterun had much better stuff for her to take."