MirkrilaarLoniizrathAlix leaves the city feeling slightly dejected. "I thought I was crazy enough to go there, who else would?"
He headed to Morthal and went to the inn. "Have you heard anything about this new Dragon Cult?" he asked the innkeeper.
*She looks at you strangly.*
"I've heard of something weird going on at Labyrinthian, but that's it. Hmm..."
*She puts her finder on her chin, thinking a little more.*
"I've also heard something going on near Riften. I think someone said...Forelhost? I don't know."
"Thank you."
Alix took a carriage to Solitude. He walked down to the docks, and saw Rebellion docked in the harbor. Ra'taba, his first mate, waved to him from the deck.
"Greetings Captain," said the Khajiit as Alix boarded his ship. "Ra'taba is glad to see you back so early. Do we have a destination?"
"Yes, we sail for Eastmarch," Alix replied, taking the wheel.
"Ah, the winds favor that route. Ra'taba shall have the sails loosened."
The ship weighed anchor and began sailing east. By nightfall, Rebellion was docking in Windhelm.