Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20161225200655/@comment-5583506-20170127054725

"Don't be. This will be over soon", said the Nord healer as he began the operation.

(Timeskip)

The healer took a step back, cocking his head to the side as he examined his handywork. "Hmm", he said. "I think that oughta do it. The damage was pretty severe, but given some time your sight will return on at least one eye. Can't make any promises for the second sadly."

"How do you feel, Jak?" asked Evelyne. "Can you see me?"

"So... what does this mean exactly?" Reman asked Aigren, rather nervously. "What message should my recruiters send out to the cities?"

"Good idea", said Falana. "I am pretty tired as well. Can't remember when I last slept in a bed I could call my own. However, Ran might call us in for a meeting anytime soon, so we should probably keep ourselves close to the council chambers."

Myrdana nodded as they stopped their horses in front of Saarthal's stone gates. She sat off and approached the entrance with caution. She had been in Saarthal a few times before, but she often refrained from making a stop here. The people of Saarthal were a paranoid and easily intimidated bunch. But they had the right to be so. The frozen wastes of Skyrim was home to many hostile Outsider tribes who had caused the inhabitants of the city much dismay, even when they opened their gates out of hospitality to them.

"Who goes there?!" a voice echoed within the underground chamber, coming from a small opening just above the big stone doors.