Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20141113105035/@comment-17114085-20141207010531

"We should camp here for the night." Celann said. "It is unwise to travel at night in Skyrim."

The Dawnguard hunters started to set up camp.

Rigmor sat on a stump and took out his lute. He watched as the Dawnguard set up the camp and began to play. "Oh the great hunters, stalkers of stalkers, now put down their weapons to set up their tents." he sang.

"Why don't you help instead of singing?" Celann asked.

"I'm better at this, besides you look like you got it covered." Rigmor said, he continued to play his loot. "The Guardian of the Dawn, asked the Dragon's son, why he was not aiding his hunters. The son replied that they needn't his help and returned to singing, while they worked."

Celann sighed. "Bards."

Rigmor stopped playing. "I am not a bard, I am a skald. There is a difference." he said insulted.

"Really? What?" He asked.

"Bards are milk-drinkers. Skalds are not." Rigmor replied.

Celann rolled his eyes. "Whatever you said."