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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Apr 28, 2019 23:55:28 GMT -5
Crash noticed the strange one in armor and waited in case this person tried to call the guards or attack him. However, they simply went about their way. "Interesting." He muttered as he stealthily makes his escape from the scene. A guard and a few people take notice and gather around the body.
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Post by Smokey Feather on Apr 29, 2019 9:06:40 GMT -5
Lorach had reached the inn, opening up the doors and walking inside. Sitting at the counter in the public space, she asked for some ale. As she waited for her drink, already setting the payment of gold on the countertop, she looked around again. It was a familiar setting, as she stopped by Markarth frequently. It wasn't the Black Marsh though.
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on May 1, 2019 1:40:11 GMT -5
Crash waited for the commotion to die down a bit before casually making his way into the inn. He might as well have a drink and possibly flag down that stranger.
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Post by Deleted on May 1, 2019 23:54:09 GMT -5
Yngvar Sky-Breaker - Nord Male - Member of The Blades, Tongue, Thane of The Pale, Worshipper of the Old Nordic Pantheon, Sympathetic to the Stormcloaks
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on May 2, 2019 18:47:06 GMT -5
Bump)
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