Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20161225200655/@comment-5583506-20170123165032

The Orc and the Imperial approached the remains of Saarthal. Originally an old Nord ruin, a dead city since a long time before the Great War, it had been restored to its former glory. Like a sanctuary for anyone in need of protection from the Beasts. The ceiling was strengthened by the frozen ground and thus Beasts could wander over the city without any damage befalling to it. A set of well-hidden staircases and ramps leading down under the ice showed the way to the gates of the city.

Evelyne took Ja'Keil by the arm as she escorted him to the healer.

"Evelyne?" Ran'Jinro said before she left. "Don't go too far. I might need you soon."

The Breton nodded and then continued to take her loved one to the healer's quarters. A burly old Nord with a thick white beard grumbled with irritation as he heard knockings on his door.

"Bloody hell", he muttered. "One moment." He opened his door and found the young Breton woman standing outside with the Khajiit. "And what seems to be the problem here then?" he asked.

The archives were open as usual at this time of the day. Reman Cridus was well on his way to write up a couple of more papers to draft people into service.

Falana looked over at Nyx. "Sooo... what should we do? We could just... get some sleep or start training. I guess we will be needing a lot of the latter."

Ran'Jinro made his way to Trymir's offices where he was more than thrilled to see Hafid and Eyja, having made their way safely back.

"Ran!" the Redguard woman exclaimed. "You are back!"

Trymir was there as well, looking perplexed upon the Khajiit's lost limb. "So it is true then... The group you sent back told me. How are you holding up, Ran'Jinro?"

The Khajiit massaged the stump. "Still aches, sir. But I will manage."

"I bet that Has-Many-Teeth could fixed that right up for you with her technological skills", the old Nord said and stroke his bushy moustache. "If she could spend more time inventing and less time chasing those pests she has running all over the workshop."

"I will get on it later, sir." The Khajiit closed the door behind him with his only arm. "But as of now... we really need to talk..."