Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170702143317/@comment-24510587-20170712165918

Arctus sighed. It was good to be home. The garden, where they were currently stood, was lit by one or two torches. Here and there, there was also some glowing Nirnroot.

"It's the middle of the night, if we have any food, then it's the leftovers from supper," he said to Bagarok.

"The kitchen is down the stairway on your left when you enter the mansion. Try not to make too much noise, my parents are probably asleep at this hour."