Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20171226150054/@comment-17114085-20180223164802

As they approached the ship, Rigmor called out to its crew.

A few moments later he spotted the Dunmer First Mate, Shav. "Ae, Captain! They're back!" he called from the deck.

Alesan soon appeared from below, still covered in heavy furs, and waved at them. "Put down the plank. The gods were good, we'll be leaving this frozen hellhole soon men. Begin preperations to departure."

The group left the cart down and hauled what remained of the supplies onto the ship as they headed up.

The Brinehammer crew got to work breaking the ice around the hull and then using long staffs to push the ship away after the anchor was pulled up.

Rigmor went up to Alesan.

"So, did you find what you were looking for?" The Redguard asked. He noted that some of the elves were missing, but chose not to bring that up.

"Aye, we got the artifact. And the old scholar's got himself a treasure trove of archeological finds." Rigmor replied.

"Good good. None of us will return to Skyrim empty handed then." Alesan said, gripping what looked like worn papers.

"What's that?" The Nord asked.

Alesan showed him the papers. "While we were waiting over a week for you to return, I had my men search the coastline for anything of value. We found a few shipwrecks and in one of them was this letter."

Rigmor read a one of the papers. It was a piece of a journal. The thing that stood out to him was the name of the writer, Beaufort. "This is..."

Alesan cut him off. "It's Francois' father, aye. I recall him mentioning that his parents were archeologists. Now he'll get some closure at least." He took the papers. "I'll be giving them back to him when we get back to Skyrim. I'm sure he'll appreciate it."