Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141021150035/@comment-24449631-20141026211152

"There we go... Almost done." Rowan said to himself as he blew the sawdust from the small hole he had just drilled.

"How's that dragon's head coming along?" A high pitched voice sounded from below him.

"Just about done. I'm coming down." The Nord yelled as he slowly moved himself down off the roof.

"Ah good, good." The man below said cheerful as he now saw the new and improved ridge of the Inn.

"It looks marvelous. I wanted to symbolise the struggle against the dragons with it and it looks just perfect!"

"Well, yeah. It does look better" Rowan agreed with him as he smiled, proud of the work he had done today.

"I'll tell the Jarl that the Inn is nearly finished with it's treatment" The smaller man, But still a Nord, said.

"You can leave for today Rowan, stellar work!"

Rowan smirked content.

"heh, alright. if you say so. I'll work on the arches tomorrow then."

"Good." The smaller man said as he made his way to mistveil keep.

-

Even though winter was coming it was surprisingly sunny today.

All around people were busy with some kind of renovation or sorts. polishing the wood, adding details, retiling... whatever. Riften was starting to look quite different then how it looked about five years ago.

The autumnal orange leaves drifted softly in the cool wind, which wasn't all that strong today. Instead there was the faint tune of birds singing. Probably holding themselves up in the nooks of the old houses. preparing for the cold season which arrived ever so quickly in Skyrim.

Sjaartal, city planner appointed by the Jarl, arrived at the Keep. Where the Jarl was sitting outside and enjoying herbal tea under the stone archway, near the training court.

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"My Jarl."

"Sjaartal is here to see you."

Laila looked up from her cup, porcelain imported from Morrowind, from before the war. aka very valuable.

"Ah, my dear friend. How are things fairing out there."

"Good my lady." The Nord sad respectfully

"The renovations of the city seem to be going well so far..."

"It's so great to see everyone do their part." He added.

"That is good to hear." The Jarl sounded amused. as she slowly blew a bit in the steamy cup.

She then looked passed Sjaartal and beckoned the captain of the purple guard.

"Falund."

"Come here, I've been wanting to speak to you."

The enormous man with auburn coloured handlebar moustache walked up.

"Have you sent Floki to that... The Regulators was it?"

"Yes, my Jarl. Like you ordered." The Nord sounded with his deep voice, certainly deeper than Sjaartal's almost feminine voice.

"Excellent. I expect to have word from him within at least a forthnight. This is a rare opportunity we simply cannot pass"

She then sat back in her comfortable chair and sipped at her now perfectly cooled tea.