Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150428005035/@comment-24123288-20150429235132

A mere few hours after bolting out of the weird palace in Cyrodiil, the Messenger sped her way to Wayrest, her green hair flying out behind her. She burst into the gates, barely breaking a sweat and simply stood in the middle of the city.

If Dace didn't appear within the hour, she'd check the Inns before heading back to the manor.