Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10197675-20141231170452/@comment-10197675-20150108232159

The Nord looked at the Breton, his face was lit with discomfort, as he took in quite a large sigh.

“The townsfolk of Ivarstead said that they saw him climb the Throat of World a couple days or weeks ago now… words spread that he hasn’t returned.”

The Nord then glumly looked into his bottle of ale as he swilled it slightly.

“And if that’s so, then I daren’t say that utter doom is now around the corner. Anyway it’s only a rumour, maybe false maybe true… but by Akatosh do I want to find out.”

The Nord then gulped his Ale down, before then putting it on a side-table. He then walked over to the open-fire to warm himself.