Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20191230031140/@comment-7262318-20200103052428

"I certianly will," Jes said.

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"Heh... that I am," Kaz murmured.

"Alright... let's move!"

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The farm they were searching for did not take too long to reach. Kazrris had gathered all the information about this place that he could while they were in Karthwasten and Markarth. It once belonged to an Imperial family, Salvius, before the Silver-Bloods bought it up. It was shortly after Markarth fell back into the hands of the Stormcloaks, and Imperials suddenly found themselves packing up and heading for friendlier lands. This was just one of the casualties.

Now the farm was running a smooth operation. Fields expanded, labor force increased, all overseen by by a man named Halvar. All that was known about him was that he was put there by the Silver-Bloods as the overseer of the operation.

The group found themselves travelling downhill towards the plantation. On their left, they could see fields that already been harvested. A few men were out tending to other fieldwork and presumably preparing for the next growing season.

The farm house was out at the front of the property, with a young Nord woman sitting outside and appearing to be simply watching the roads, bored out of her mind.