Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1592115-20151203194235/@comment-9075949-20151213124810

Rivenir didn't say anything. He just sheahed his axe and continued on to Whiterun. Upon entrance, he saw the local blacksmith talk with a man, maybe even a Legion scout. He didn't care. He went over to the Bannered Mare. Once he enters, his nostrils are attacked with the smell of mead and different meats. He approached the barkeeper.