Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20190827204408/@comment-24123288-20190831163100

Deep in the forests of Skyrim, by Markarth, a tree fell. Then another. It was a common occurence these days as Clodagh had settled here for the time being, far away from people means being far away from Fallen. The further away she was, the easier it was to stay in control.

She put Argyle on her back and wiped the sweat from her brow with a dirty hand as she dragged one of the fallen trees back to her hut in progress. It had been slow going, but she was almost done.

"A home worthy to protect." She nodded to herself, her accent was thick.