#allo 8)

The Bannered Mare of Whiterun was the social grapevine of the sizeable town, ranging from gallivanting troubadours, no two bards that you ever saw twice, and a flustered barkeep trying to keep up with the orders of gallivants from Riften complaining about how the mead wasn’t nearly as good as the Blackbriar’s, demanding discounts because of it. Apparently, Sypha hadn’t been alone in the men making a show of themselves, taking a sip of their vegetable stew at their comment. 

Innsmouth, this place of long shadows and wary peoples. Fog rolled more heavily than conversation, the sun rarely more than some indistinct orb hung in the sky and rarely seen as much as some ailing maiden. The heaviness of the Great Ones was immense here, he knew it. People hardly seemed like people, gasping for breath in this place unseen. Through damp streets slick with fish oil and burned whale fat did it truly seem as though time had remained stationary for the past several decades, frozen in time. Its confluence spreading, hurriedly did he find way into an alleyway as suspicious of these xenophobic folk were of him and where he’d largely be unseen. Pale, radiant light flooded from the hidden Eye of Agamotto and away did the fog and bleakness banish.

“By the Vishanti, banish away these tenebrous influences I feel clutching at my very consciousness!”

How long it had been since she’d last encountered the errant knight! Yuria moves with a sort of mocking ease, as if daring reproach. After all, it seemed the moods of those of Lothric changed with the very winds!

Alright, maybe venturing here hadn’t been the hottest idea. In some hair-brained quest to do something about his persistent vulnerability to magic, he thought sojourning to New Orleans French Quarter that was the reputed home of many mystics might yield something.

“Welp, guess that could’ve gone way worse.” Which was definitely saying something. Holstering the ramshackle firearm back at his hip, Clear stooped over to the slain Deathclaw and the guns that still smoked from the furious onslaught it’d taken to take it down.