Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20160117201116/@comment-5824038-20160220151904

(I TPed Septimus a week or so ago, but seeing as he has been active since then with no reply I'm going to assume he doesn't wish to return to Age. Pelagius, looks like your character can leap on board when we hit the tavern!)

The three of them left the room and then the hotel. Nobody had stopped them, as there was nobody to be seen. They were all still hidden away.

'It's actually quite sinister,' Talyaras commented as they walked through yet another empty street. 'They're all inside. But it can't be a curfew, otherwise this place would be crawling with soldiers. It's almost like everybody has just hidden themselves away.'

One benefit of the abandonment was that their progress was much faster, and they reached the tavern very quickly.

'Door's not even locked,' Talyaras said as she pushed it open. 'This is really quite strange.'

Inside the tavern it was very dark. The windows had been boarded up and the gaslamps were all unlit.

'Hello!' the Bosmer called out. 'Is there anybody here?'

A scuffling sound came from behind the bar, and a grubby face tentatvily poked out from the curtains covering the entrance to the kitchen. It seemed to be a young child, probably an elf of some kind judging by his pointed ears. Whether he was a wood elf or a high elf was difficult to say, given the lighting and his dirty complexion.

'Wh-who are you?' the child asked in a small quavering voice.