@wcnderiing asked from Corinne...
"You know that. You know that better than anyone."
"You're right. I'm sorry." Caleb was simply frustrated, being tossed into... at first he thought Eislecross with it's snowy landscape. But he'd never heard of this place before. Skyrim. And they were on some bloody mountain keeping as warm as they could with hardly anything to their names. Corinne knew he wasn't from here, but she was just as lost as he was. He shouldn't have snapped at her.
He didn't understand what he was looking at, what the scroll said with the small pouch they had found. A letter of prayer to Arkay, a few flowers as offering. There was no god named Arkay. He took a deep breath and placed the amulet around Corinne's neck. He couldn't identify it, he couldn't even tell if it was magical, but the letter said it was. Whatever 'god' this was in this new land, he hoped it was a fair one.
"At any case, it will give you some protection at least." He pulled his jacket around him tighter, popped the collar around the arcane collar blocking his magic. It seemed to Caleb that neither of them were exactly build for treacherous weather. They should get down the mountain as far as they could before nightfall. Luckily there did seem to be a path. Caleb picked up the short sword at the small shrine, placing the stale loaf of bread and pouch of flowers in his bag. It might be all they had to eat for a while, other than the rations Caleb had left.
"We should start heading down. There is a path. How should I assist you?" Caleb didn't want to over reach, but he could tell Corinne's vision was impaired. He also didn't want her falling to her death from pride, either.













