Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160529172721/@comment-25038310-20160531061835

"Aelwin's already dead, yet he isn't appearing in another place. Perhaps it's the city itself, although I am unsure. If we kill Jericho we'll have to drag him along with us as well. I suggest we let him walk for a while, before we drive a blade down his throat. We can take shelter in one of the buildings and leave them there, while we figure out what to do in this blasted place." Richard said, unaware of the two newcomers in the distance.

Sebastien however, had noticed the cathay. He had failed to spot the burial mounds from which he was born, but it mattered little.

''Perhaps the opening of the city's gates is the sudden cause of more Undead? It would make sense.''

"Greetings!" Abello suddenly yelled at the khajiit from afar, trying to sound uplifting in the face of past events. It was still troubling him, obviously.

"I see you are Undead as well, destined with the same arduous task. In that case, we mean you no harm, unless you do!" He cried out.

He had almost forgot how cathay looked like. It was already very rare to see a Nord or a redguard or an altmer, since High Rock was mostly inhabited by Bretons and during his life he had never interacted much with beast races, and he had not expexted to see one so far away from home.