Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5424581-20150127125622/@comment-5424581-20150130105438

The guards at the palace doors spotted Geor and Ataash.

"Outsiders!" They yelled as they ran towards the two. "Come with us. The Elder will want to see you."

The guards took them into the palace.

---

Sitting on an ornate throne was an elf. His skin and hair were white as streets of Windhelm and his eyes were a brilliant gold color.

"So you are the outsiders." He said in an almost raspy voice. "How did you get here?"