Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-36178866-20180716172840/@comment-36178866-20180719121221

(TIMESKIP TO BEING ON THE ROAD)

Elrynith had the hood of her cloak up to defend from the rain, hoping to the gods that her arrows didn't get wet. She rode the red bay horse that she had dubbed Raera at a slow trot, praying that the other two were following her despite the deluge. Looking up she saw the road was blocked, she sighed, and loosened her sword from it's scabbard.

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Balagash was smiling. His spies had reported that a party of three was on their way to kill him, which meant to him that he would have new bodies to mount on spikes outside his fort. He loved when the Imperials sent bounty hunters after him, as they were almost certainly greenhorns who just wanted the bounty. Those who knew better knew that any bounty worth more than 1,000 Septims wasn't worth the time. But something tickled at the back of his mind, some inkling of a doubt that these ones were different...