Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20161218140509/@comment-17114085-20161225114000

The two witchers paid the stable keeper and got their horses.

Lund's horse was a Black stallion, of the Skyrim breed. Stocky, strong, with high endurance and plenty of fur.

Rigel's steed was a patchy dark grey horse, with a ragged mane. "Come on Skeever." He called his horse and they set off.

Geirlund had always thought it odd the name of his master's horse. As the two rode out of Wayrest he asked him. "Why'd you name him Skeever, not really a decent name for a horse."

"Never been good with names. Usually pick the first thing that comes to mind when I see the horse. My last one was named Wasp." Rigel stated.

"Why Wasp?" The white-haired lad asked.

"Because of a little white patch of fur on her neck that I thought looked like a wasp." Rigel replied.

Lund shrugged and the two set off for Alcaire.