Feb 23, 2015
Retrieval ||closed with eveningwolves||
"Gods, I hate Morthal," Alek muttered as the two left the city, "It's always so... depressing. Can't ever get a decent night's sleep," she added with a yawn, as if proving her point. Reaching into her sack, she pulled out her map and held it out in front of her as she walked. "We're going to some place called 'Orotheim,' Aela said there'd be some Silver-hand bastards waiting for us, so we should have a bit of fun," she smirked, glancing over at Kael.