Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150112130316/@comment-16552509-20150115140611

"Yeah... they--" A thud sounded beside her, causing her to whip around in alarm. On the seat next to her lay a black scarf with a note tucked under it. Tilting her head, she grabbed the note and read it. It was for herself.

La'ira,

''I'll keep this brief. I'm not stupid and I know you plan to get out of Falkreath. Something big's happening right now, though, I can smell the danger. Steel yourself, and take my scarf and these weapons. It'll be cold and bloody out there. Make your father proud.''

M'zura

"Huh... how did this get here?" La'ira grabbed the scarf to reveal, under it, two ebony swords and ebony bow and arrows. She equipped herself with them quickly before staring at the door. A strange light filtered through the cracks, and she could hear several thundering footsteps.

"Akaviri, did you say? Not to alarm you, but I think they're here right now."