Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191211213915/@comment-25828117-20191215163344

With Sterling gone she could hear nothing but the sounds of a wind howling through the forest. Lysilde, Helian and the others, they seemed to have all dropped off the face of the earth.

She was cold, wet and alone in a muddy ditch in an ancient forest. Trees loomed over her as if they were judging her for the putting down of her own horse, others seemed to point to a direction to flee. The daedra had to be coming, and she was entirely on foot now.

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Baldr turned west where the forest went up a hill, at an increasingly more steep angle. Clodagh could see Nemicus was actually a bit more behind than the way Baldr was taking the horse.