Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20170802030316/@comment-5583506-20170806031315

"Solitude", Bethany said as well, and soon after both she and Gabryel began to disapparate.

The heroes would find themselves at some sort of portcullis-shaped structure on the road between Solitude and the docks.

Preacher awaited them patiently. "Looks like you all made it. It can be quite discomforting the very first time you travel. Let's see if we can find us a boat that can take us over."

It would appear that the news of Volkihar Prison's outbreak had spread fast. The docks were in an uproar with ships eager to lift anchor and be on their way before any potential trouble could be headed their way. The inmates consisted of former heroes capable of blowing up entire cities with their mind if they so wished, at least that's what the commonfolk said.

A smaller sailboat was still anchored at the bridge.

"Gait", Preacher said. "Speak to the ferryman, I will have myself a talk with the guards here at the dock. Make sure that they know what to expect in case any escaped inmates head this way."