Riding his horse, Gold thought of how his friends helped him when he was stuck, defending him as he got both of his spells ready

"Thanks, you guys, for before."

did this die?

I'm wondering the same thing. All we really need is someone to respond to Gold's thanks

J'andri mounts a horse from the carriage which takes him longer than the others due to his lack of familiarity with the beast unnative to his home.

"Its is not a problem Gold. Now we need to keep moving if we want to investigate this dragon problem."

That took a while :P

"Okay, then. Let's go!"

An orc with a steel bateleaxe named buskr walks on the rood 

'hello roadtraveler what are you doing close to my stronghold

*stammering*

"We, we, we, we d-d-d-didn't know. We, we, we, we were just going to High Hrothgar t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-to in-in-investigating a problem about dragons."

'Dragons hmmm do you mind if i join you could use a weapon master and smith.  because you need some better armor then that armor.

"Well, okay. Shall we go, then?"

As they begin walking up the steps to high hrothgar, they see someone sprinting up the steps very quickly.

"Who's there? And why are you in such a hurry? We're friends, you can trust us."

By the time he spoke, I was long gone.

Falin worked her way south of Windhelm towards the small mining village of Kynesgrove. "I wonder if the others have found out anything about the dragons yet?" She wondered, trying to ignore the cold wind.

Almost immediatly after he said that, a man dressed like an imperial solder runs up to where the people are. "Hello, sirs. Have you seen a man running up these steps? He is wanted for murdering  Grelod the Kind."