Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20141228211708/@comment-25038310-20141229224954

Jack knocked on the large oaken door of the mansion. He was in the western side of Windhelm, about to enter the house of clan Snow-Foot. The mansion seemed luxurious from the outside - and had about three or four floors. Jack never set foot in this place - but he knew where it was regardless. He felt like needed to do this.

An old woman, with a rinkly face and grey, braided hair opened the door, and was struck with a mixture of surprise and hapiness.

"Masked-Eye..! Oh, please, come in, come in. I haven't seen you in years after.." The hapiness that was just present faded, and made way for a somber old lady instead of the smiling one that just opened the door for Jack.

The two entered the livimg room - a warm and large fireplace filled the rool with heat, and the wooden furniture created the kind of mood and perfect location for a vacation, if you were in to expensive and noble stuff.

The woman took a seat in a chair, and so did Jack, a couple meters away from her.

"My husband will return shortly..- what is your business here, Jack? Speak quickly, as you will get chased out if he arrives."