Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20170524151815/@comment-24696651-20170606064451

"Sorry old boy," Edwin said softly, patting the horse on the muzzle. "We've got to go."

He unhitched the horse and mounted him, kicking him into a medium trot. He headed east, along the river, to Windhelm. He'd arrive in two days' time.