Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20170524151815/@comment-19164168-20170615053107

"Come on, we're leaving" Cristus said as he got up and waited for the others to board the carriage.

"No more stops. We have to head for WInterhold."

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Freyja and Altera left the Hall of the Dead as soon as their business was done, with Cordelia's tomb sealing itself again after the two outsiders left.

"So, what's our next move?" the apprentice asked the master.

"I guess we'll go ask the High Queen or Steward as to what to do next. Or we can track down the person that my ancestor mentioned" Freyja shrugged.

"Damnit, we're already stretched thin as it is..." she muttered to herself, before choosing to pay a visit to the Palace of the Kings.