Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190412232101/@comment-25828117-20190416170811

"Certainly!" Harilde said, beckoning them over.

It was not far away from village. The structure was made of stone walls and a thatched roof, the eaves of which landed down on the ground.

Inside it smelt of a bit musty but that was to be expected. It had large piles of straw, enough for all of them to sleep on.

The horses could be tied up inside or outside, there was room.

"Now. I'll go see about those blankets." Harilde excused herself with another curtsy of sorts and wandered back to Rorikstead proper.

Once the old woman had gone, Graicus' polite smile quickly disappeared. He would have to stay up all night.

Helian meanwhile looked towards the horizon. The sun had appeared on the horizon, trapped between it and the thick layer of clouds. Orange light coated the underside of said clouds and the Whiterun plains. Any structure standing drew long shadows pointing east.

Out in the fields he could see scarecrows. At least that was his first thought. He shuddered when he noticed they were in fact moving. The lau'ada doppelgangers walked aimlessly around in the large open spaces. Seeminly unbothered by the crows and ravens pecking at the ground.