Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20150708222546/@comment-5583506-20150711181004

(Any Investigator still left at the Headquarters will be automatically put on a seat in the carriage. Let this mystery begin!)

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The carriage rolled out from underneath the portcullis of Solitude. A thick, looming sheet of grey clouds slowly rolled over the skies of Skyrim as if they wanted to conceal every hidden secret within Tamriel. The capital city seemed shrink and fade into the distance as the carriage pulled out on the road heading straight for Cyrodiil, through the mountain pass of the Jerall Mountains in the far south.

Even if it was still in the early afternoon it had already begun to darken. The wheels of the carriage spinned and knocked gravel out of their way, leaving behind two deep trails in the brown mud. What awaited the Investigators in Cyrodiil neither of them knew, but from what they all had heard of Remian Fortus, the details of this case were clearly enough to even make an intelligent man like himself scratch his head bloody in confusion.

When the carriage steered its way towards the towering Jerall Mountains the cold winds began to rise...

Anjhari shuddered and awoke when she felt the cold mountain air crawl underneath her blanket. Even with her thick fur she was freezing...