Snippet #1038426

Belas looked at the horizon and noticed the sun setting. A he sighed and sat the bag he carried in his hand on the ground and retrieved what armor remained in it out and donned it. Now Belas had his full set of bonemold equipped. He sighed, becoming a bit restless and took a step forward from the cart he was leaning against. He looked at his new companions and shrugged.

"Shall we move this party to a city with an inn? I would prefer a nice soft bed to the unforgiving hard rocks. Besides, Anvil can't be that far off right? I doubt these bandits would have had time to move us that far away from the coast." Belas said pinching the bridge of his nose. He really wanted to get to a town of some sort. He lived in the wilderness for a while in his time in Morrowind. It was not an experience he would like to do again.

"I suggest we backtrack towards the coast and then follow it to Anvil. Who knows? Maybe we will find a road to Anvil? Only one way to find out." He said with a point in the opposite direction they were going.