Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26446054-20150916143234/@comment-26446054-20150922163503

Vorald, having finished sleeping from under bushes (not that he was homeless or poor, he just wanted to see if he could do it) rose and begun to walk down the road to Whiterun. "Just like any other bed, then." He groaned, brushing leaves from his hair tiredly as he heaved himself and his armour. Then, from a nearby cave opening, a Nord woman appeared. "Oh, by Talos, better not be a bandit." Vorald muttered, annoyed.