Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20171215133244/@comment-7262318-20171220022806

After a trek through the beach, the group came upon the large burial tomb. In front of them was a large flight of steps that lead up to giant, beautifully crafted arches shielding the path towards the doors. Along the way were many statues that depicted Altmer in Elven armors, posing with their weapons and shields. Many of skeletons were roaming about, polishing the stone or sitting in the sand and tossing it around like children. It appeared Boot-Head was the most intelligent of the bunch.

"We work very hard to do the clean," Boot-Head said. "Tozein likes that."

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The mercenary group and militia men trekked through the hills and mountains for a while, but finally found themselves coming towards the farm. There were giant fields that held an exceptional amount of crops, enough to feed a village much larger than that of New Rose. The fields spread out in a circular pattern, with the large house at the center. Shoddily-built watchtowers held other militia men, and others were patrolling through the fields. Farmhands were hard at work to collect the crop, but they seemed uneasy.

Many of bones littered their path towards the building.