"Come Lad." Invero looked up and saw a khajit, furred hand extended towards him, a coin was tossed to him, Invero smiled, he hadn't seen one in ages, it looked like hope, yet another thing he had not seen in what felt like a lifetime. He looked up at the khajit.
"Where are we going?" He asked quietly.
((Also sorry about my spelling, got no idea how to spell khajit so I'm jsut guessing.