Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29458028-20150315072056/@comment-29458028-20150318093230

Masnette would notice that the city, unlike the preconceived notions of it, was rather different. There didn't seem to be significant amounts of discrimination, except to Dunmer. A Khajit and Nord guard walked with arms on each other shoulders, singing a really silly song as they left Candlehearth hall drunk. An Argonian captian was ordering his redguard and breton subordinates, shouting at their tardiness.

Various merchants of many races sold their wares at the market square, touting their goods. If Masnette was alert, though, she would still notice the Dunmer lived in slums.

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Edmund continued his journey to the east. He didn't know if the two ladies following him would be enough to battle Lynette ... the Ebony Blade in itself was terrifying enough.

Serana sighed as she got in the reports of the attacks on the orphanage. She hated children, except for her own son, of course, but still, pretty nasty business.

She thought of redirecting Talyn to check things out, but she surmised he'd learn more from observing the Dawnguard.

She walked out slowly to the balcony, staring into the sky. She missed her love a lot, it was obvious. Tears began to stream down her face...