Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20171226150054/@comment-17114085-20180314213837

(Timeskip again.)

After some time, the group set off from Windhelm. They were given fresh horses to ride for Whiterun.

Engwe stayed behind again, under the care of the Palace's Court Wizard.

Athyis had grown quiet during the trip, seeming very introspective as if he was always in deep thought.

Gwen tried talking with him, a bit concerned since he has been growing more distant ever since he got a hold of the relic. She thought about the events of the sanctum and it worried her.

However, Athyis brushed her off like with everyone else.

"You look troubled." Rigmor said to the she-elf when he rode beside her during their trip.

"It's my father, the way he is acting is worrying me." Gwen replied.

"I'm sure he's just anxious, we're nearly at Whiterun." The Nord said, though he wasn't so sure. He was weak and barely able to stand then, but he still remembered what happened with the artifact. What is the old elf thinking, I wonder?