Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20150912165220/@comment-24438639-20150912233353

Zaneer arrived in Markath with the remained of his money from his days as a caravan guard, not enough money to settle down but honest money, he paid the driver as he grabed a satchled with his belongings and threw it over his shoulder, he then grabbed his Sword and put it on his back as well with the handle to his left side.

Thanking the driver, he began walking towards the city of the dwemer.