Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20161126014740/@comment-24736819-20161129183604

An older fellow stood in front of Helgen's gates as if he waited for something or someone. He had green robes and upon a closer inspection, he'd look very sick.

His gift was already in motion, since the diseased carriage had arrived an hour earlier and everyone who had contact with it was set to die within hours, slowly and painfully. The Jarl being one of them.

Carden decided to show the two noble women his rented room... or more specifically, his rented bed.

A mistake he'd regret later, seeing who those two women were.