Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20151023161926/@comment-24701913-20151029020141

Ja'Zahn found a small cliff, and promptly sat on the edge of it. He didn't like being in places like Cyrodiil, the climate was just too varied. At least is was consistently cold in Skyrim.

Ja'Zahn heard something behind him snap, and quickly jumped to his feet, moving away from the cliff so that he wouldn't fall.

"Who's there?" Ja'Zahn called out, not expecting an answer. And there wasn't.

Ja'Zahn didn't wait or call out again, and instead began to scan the area, both with his eyes and the insects around him. After about a minute, Ja'Zahn gave up. There was nothing, so he went to look at what had snapped. It was a stick, but there was a rolled up piece of paper next to it.

Ja'Zahn picked it up, and unrolled it, reading the contents.

It's coming for you. was all it said.

"Waste of paper." Ja'Zahn commented, rolling the note back up and putting it in his pocket, then heading back to the camp.

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Arabelle didn't make a comment. She was distracted by a goat.

"The animals are returning." She said, smiling, "The thing scaring them isn't doing it anymore."