Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160405011238/@comment-25038310-20160417170650

Abello looked at the two, rather surprised at this supposed outburst. He couldn't blame Hawksly, but insulting the redguard would not make anything better regardless.

He continued walking alongside Aelwin, although he wasn't too keen on talking.

After a while, the high walls of Jehanna, the fortified city of immortal lords appeared on the horizon, and in accordance with the majestic structure the weather slowly started to clear up, and a cold breeze blew from the sea down below the high cliffs upon which the city stood.

Also, some distance forther they noticed another island a few miles off the coast, which had a large black keep in the very centre of it. This was the same sight they had seen from their time spent on top of the large hill in Farrun, but none of them could recall seeing the islamd move so far from its original location. The island was like a slumbering giant in the middle of this large body of water, appearing to hound the Undead wherever they went.

Abello was filled with a sense of dread as he looked at the island in the distance-- he had not expected to be scared of a floating mass of land. He shrugged it off with some hesitation, and attempted not to think too much on it.