Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160529172721/@comment-27519580-20160611071958

Ra'Kusil heard everyone's name for the first time when Abello announced them, but he did little to remember them. Everyone seemed to know a lot more about the place they were at, which was a little discomforting for him.

He neglected the thought and checked his bow. Most of the things that he picked up were meant to be sold and hence he did not care to check its quality. That was not the case now. He inspected the bow and the arrows he had picked. It was a Nordic Bow in a very good condition. The arrows were also good but only four. He asked away to the group he was travelling with. "The khajiit is low on arrows. Does anyone have some to spare?"

(Not Ra'Kusil, but I'm don't know about the city. Is it deserted or crowded? Jolly or despair? etc..)