Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-28667390-20161220050036/@comment-30797453-20170125074942

Tamira spent about an hour of free time on the walls contemplating what the news and prospects she had to deliver to the old count, he was a good friend and always championed Morrowinds cause especially after the red year with the refugee crisis though she was concerned Andel had gone sour from the constant war plaguing the continent. She took a quick breather before making her way across the wall and into the tower passing the pair of guards as she did who had fallen asleep. Fancying a drink and food which she had not had the luxury of since the morning travel to Cheydinhal, Tamira didn't wish to go into a tavern crawling with unsavoury characters so she decided to just buy wine from one of the stalls in the market and look for somewhere to eat that wasn't a nasty run down tavern.