Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20171121012820/@comment-25828117-20171205230110

Irasil looked back towards the dire town he found himself in. It was drab and bleak. Considering the inate beauty of these islands that was kind of a feat to pull off. Nightloom felt sick, sick like some of the people that had given up and made it their 'home' for a lack of a better word.

The dunmer turned his collar up and went on a hike, towards the overlook. Going exploring a bit on his own.