Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26443603-20141116214500/@comment-24530992-20141123224337

Bryce was exhausted. He had spent the majority of his time walking through Skyrim, since his carriage to Whiterun's wheel had cracked and halted his journey.

"Did I really give up my old life for this...?" He muttered quietly to himself, his feet aching from the journey. He saw the outlines of the Trading city, and he let out a sigh of relief. He rushed, entering through the gates and stepping into the inn, thankful to be able to rest.