<div style="margin:20px; margin-top:5px"><div class="quotetitle"><input class="button2 btnlite" onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = '';      this.innerText = ''; this.value = 'Hide'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerText = ''; this.value = 'Show'; }" style="text-align:center;width:100px;margin:0px;padding:0px;" type="button" value="Show"/></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;"><a class="postlink" href="https://creativefreedomrpg.com/viewtopic.php?f=18&amp;t=40631">OOC</a></div></div></div><br/><br/>Ja'Dar had arrived in Dragon Bridge just before nightfall. He had a purple cloak wrapped around his shoulders, keeping him warm as the snow fell down to make slush upon the ground. He wasn't wearing it up over his head because he knew people were always weary of Khajiit, but more so of those who don't show their face to others. Ja'Dar never went straight to where he was headed but there wasn't much to see in Dragon Bridge. He noted the guard barracks after he crossed the bridge and read his surroundings. He was making his way to the former capital to catch a carriage back to Riften. He had finished a job and simply needed to be paid, which is why he headed to Riften. He knew the dangers of travelling at night which is why he was glad that he made it to Dragon Bridge in time.<br/><br/>The guards on duty were weary of anyone coming into town, making sure that they weren't criminals, before letting them go on their ways. There were a few sitting where they could so they weren't out in the snow, staying dry, with nowhere else to go. Ja'Dar handed out coins to them before he entered the inn. Just like most places, the whispers of the biggest rumor around were what was heard by all who weren't saying it. The Vigilantes of Stendarr had been attacked by an army of Vampires. They had destroyed their headquarters leaving behind a giant, black plume of smoke. No one was certain as to the weight of this rumor at first, but there were still Vigilantes scattered across Skyrim. By now it was mere speculation as to why the Vigilantes were attacked at their headquarters.<br/><br/>Ja'Dar hung his cloak at the door of the Four Shields Tavern. He made his way to a table, where a kindly young woman waited on him by bringing him a drink. He paid for his drink and tipped her well, as he prospected his surroundings. Since he had left Horse in the Riften Stables, his trip had been longer, requiring him to plan each step as he went along. His map had seen plenty of use and he pulled it out to use it some more. He planned to get to Solitude by tomorrow night, and ride a carriage across Skyrim to Riften. He was homing maybe he could catch a ship, even, to get a quick taste of what he used to do. He sipped his drink as he looked around, noting the sad looking ladies sitting around like they were waiting for a room to sleep in. Ja'Dar knew what they were waiting for, and weighed his coin purse to see if he could spare the expense. They needed somewhere to sleep, and he enjoyed having fun. The sight of a cute young Khajiit girl caught his attention even though he cared for Saliah back in Riften. He planned to spend some coin on her, when it came time to go to bed. The sight of someone in different armor that some might not recognize caught his attention. He had seen one before, where he got his crossbow from. He had himself ready if there was going to be a problem with his possessing a crossbow.<br/><br/>He had his hand on Crippler in case he was going to have to fight but didn't make any movements other than to drink his drink and review his maps. He accepted another drink, and paid for it as generously as he had the first time, but asked to have the Khajiit girl sent his way. After a few moments, she had come over and introduced herself before Ja'Dar pulled her onto his lap where they started to enjoy themselves, sharing drinks and having a laugh. Ja'Dar knew that a member of the Dawnguard wouldn't hurt an innocent woman, so it gave him one more reason to have her close. The night was still young though, so no one knew where things were headed, except the cloaked old man in the corner that everyone seemed to miss.