Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150812154412/@comment-5583506-20150817022325

The coin was that of an old Septim, with a very familiar face on it. But as soon as Theo came to conclusions the mysterious man was nowhere to be seen.

"So, what do we do now?" asked Evelyne, steadying herself against the wall as Artik brushed against her leg. "Do we rest up here or set off towards the College of Winterhold immediately?"