Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20191029201024/@comment-7262318-20191103154029

It's timeskip time!

The group in Dragon Bridge slept soundly that night, even if the beds were mostly barran. Utahsi had managed to explain what had transpired to the guards, and the group was left alone out of gratitude for stopping Knightmare from hurting the town further.

The air was cold on this early Frostfall morning. The township was silent, with the few remaining guards and citizens remaining in their homes to keep warm. Without any blankets to warm their bones, the group was in for quite a rude awakening when the biting cold and rays of the sun pushed them out of their slumber.

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The group in Morthal awoke to no such cold. A bit chilly, sure, but for the most part they were warm and cozy in the lively inn. Many had elected to rent a room for the night there instead of making the trip back across the city, scared of the infernal fog descending across the town again. The guards had remained on edge since the attack last night, their eyes peeled for any suspicious movement among the trees or in the lake.

The smell of fresh cooked mudcrab permeated their rooms and awoke even the most heavy of sleepers. It smelt good...+