Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150912153321/@comment-6006054-20150915001619

"We will work something out." Issalus replied. He shifted his pack again, trying to keep its straps from chaffing at his healing wound. It was a pointless exercise.

"I have a plan for Windhelm. We can get you to sell our wares in the market, not just to vendors but to other as well. I will go into the crypts, and search them for any buried valuables. We'll sell those in the next city."