Garyn chuckles. "I'd have guessed as much, but still. I suppose we're near the far end of the Empire here, too."
They emerge from the end of the last building to the riverside and begin crossing the bridge over the Odai. At this hour, the setting sun sparkles over the river, and some of the workers are beginning to return home. Though of course, a busy river port never truly sleeps.
As they near the other side of the bridge, however, a Dunmer, wild-eyed with gray hair, scrambles toward them and grabs hold of Garyn's sleeve.
"The Sixth House is risen, and Lord Dagoth is its glory!"
He hasn't raised his hands yet, but it is clear he is not altogether well.
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Date: 2024-03-12 02:26 am (UTC)They emerge from the end of the last building to the riverside and begin crossing the bridge over the Odai. At this hour, the setting sun sparkles over the river, and some of the workers are beginning to return home. Though of course, a busy river port never truly sleeps.
As they near the other side of the bridge, however, a Dunmer, wild-eyed with gray hair, scrambles toward them and grabs hold of Garyn's sleeve.
"The Sixth House is risen, and Lord Dagoth is its glory!"
He hasn't raised his hands yet, but it is clear he is not altogether well.