Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20161212045904/@comment-19164168-20161212144722

Dawn breaks in Tamriel. As the sun rises up over the Horizon from the east, the people of Tamriel begin to awake from their rest during the night to continue on with their lives. Families gather to create and eat breakfast. Stores and establishments prepare to open for business for the needs of the citizenry, and guards switch places as per their organized shifts.

it was a new day in Tamriel...

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A woman was sleeping very heavily with loud snoring, to the point of annoyance to light sleepers nearby, or merely anyone who hated un-necessary noise.

Elisa Fontaine was dreaming of something related to sherbets and the finest milk around, as she muttered incoherently about a Mudcrab dancing the Breton folk dance inside her head...

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The Rosy Lion Inn, Daggerfall...

A young man was whistling casually while reading some sort of papers that contained detailed news of events that were happening throughout High Rock. (Basically TES newspapers sold by town criers)

"Huh... the Imperial Legion's at it again, huh. Why can't they just bother Morrowind or Black Marsh anyways?" he sighed, before taking a sip of his Khenarti's Wings Chai Tea and taking a bite from his banana muffin, which served as his breakfast.

"Huh? You said something?" A girl asked as she ate her Hunter's Pie.

"Nothing, Eveline."

"Oh, come on, Tristan! Don't be such a wet blanket!" The girl complained with puppy-like eyes.

"Lass, you shouldn't read the news. it's not good for your health. I'm only reading it to keep an eye out for teasers from Frostfall."

With that, the two continued to eat once more, intending to look for something to do soon.