Ch. 2 The poster

After jutting down over somewhere along the line of one hundred portions. Iona then order Tim to go outside. So she did, with her guild armor on and sword in sheathe. Walking the street of Reften isn't a problem, finding something to do is. It seems that their nothing to do now a days. No big bad, no civil war, no quests. I wonder what the others are doing. Her mind wonder to her friends as she walk. Daniel, the last time I saw him he was off to build some temple to his mad god...or skooma, Laster-gag is in white run working at the sky- forge , Snow-Ball is running jobs for the guild, and the others...Rendshe Continued walking streets until she saw something. A price's of paper nailed the wall that said; help wanted. Timmy raised an eyebrow at this and pick the piece of paper from the wall, continue reading. It said; help wanted: Ruin near Blades-Meet, payment: 10,000. The payment didn't mean much, but Blade-Meet that meant something to her.

Her mind search for the words all thought they were to former to her... until she saw the next poster, she pick that one up like the last. What she read didn't please her one bit; False dragonborn... empire puppet, their other colorful but one stead out; Thalmor whore... that one strake a near. This her blood was at it bolding point, quickly adding things on her to-do list:

1. Find the job on poster A

2. Show people who made poster B not to anger the dragonborn

Now she needed leads on both