Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20160228221959/@comment-5583506-20160322020854

Ran'Jinro shut her up with a discreet kiss. He loved her, but she talked too much when she should be at rest. "We will speak more when we are safe, alright?"

"I wish so too. Otherwise mankind is facing the most dire threat since these creatures first surfaced."

The majestic peak of the Throat of the World faded away into the distance, yet remained visible over the vast amount of forests surrounding the rolling landscape of Skyrim. Light snow had begun to fall, covering their tracks, and as they rode the southern mountain ranges came ever closer; eventually revealing the ancient remains of Helgen. Their intended target was the old fort of the ruined settlement. In there they would be safe from lurking Beasts.

Falana lit a torch and waved it over her shoulder to riders who might have been lagging behind, making it easier for them to locate the group as the sun began to settle and the dark winter night came creeping in over Tamriel.

"I trust that everyone are here?" asked Ran'Jinro and looked back over his shoulder at the group. "We will set up camp inside the old fort."