Go for a walk.

"Why don't we just take a walk today? Maybe swing by Skingrad to have something to eat?" You ask.

"Sounds like a plan, let's change into something less... wrinkled." Nacius says.

The two of you walk over to the dresser, Nacius tosses you some new clothes and you both get dressed, you dig through your things and run a brush through your hair, getting all of the morning tangles out. After you where done getting ready, you turn to look at Nacius.

"Does Sanna look presentable?" You ask, holding your arms out, presenting yourself.

Nacius slips into a new shirt and looks you up and down, smiling.

"Beautiful as always." Nacius tells you, making you smile.

"Not too bad yourself stud." You tell Nacius, winking.

He laughs and pats you on the shoulder.

"So, anywhere you wanna go in particular?" He asks.

You ponder for a moment, the only places of note are Skingrad and fort Vlastarus, you honestly didn't know.

"Sanna doesn't really know, you patrol the area, you have to know some place, right?" You ask Nacius.

Nacius looks down to the floor for a moment, he begins to think.

"I have an idea." He says.

He looks up at you.

"It's a bit of a walk to the south, plus we'd have to get food before hand." He says.

"Why before hand?" You ask.

"Well, to have a picnic!" He responds, cheerfully.

That sounded really appealing to you, you walk over to your bag and dig out your coinpurse.

"Sanna will pay, you have payed for too many things." You say, waggling your finger at Nacius.

Nacius chuckles and grabs some of his things, sliding his dagger into his boot.

"If you insist." He say's shrugging his shoulders.

"Of course she insists! You've done nothing but spend money for Sanna since we came here!" You say, crossing your arms.

"Okay okay! I'll let you pay."

You smile and lean up to give him a kiss on the cheek.

"Thank you! Now, let's get to Skingrad, then you can take me to wherever this place is." You say.

The two of you close up the house, making sure everything was put up before you leave. Nacius giddily runs to Whiterun and climbs on top of him.

"Come on up! We've got a ride now, remember?" Nacius says.

You had completely forgotten about Whiterun to your embarrassment, you had become so accustomed to walking to Skingrad, the thought never even crossed your mind.

"Give me a hand love." You say, reaching a hand up to Nacius.

Nacius helps pull you onto Whiterun, once your on, you get yourself adjusted and give Whiterun a pat on the side.

"Sanna is ready, she isn't used to riding on horses anymore." You tell Nacius.

"Eyup." Nacius says, signaling Whiterun to begin walking.

Whiterun kept up a pretty steady pace, before you know it, the two of you are already in Skingrad.

"What a difference, it's like Sanna blinked and we were already in the city." You say.

"Yup, if we could still have rode Whiterun after our little accident, we'd have gotten to Skingrad before nighttime!" Nacius responds.

You and Nacius get off of Whiterun and Nacius leads him over to the stable just outside of the city gates, tossing the stable hand a drake for holding Whiterun.

The two of you walk through the city gates, the city was busy today, lots of folk walking through the streets, guards standing on every street corner.

"What's going on today?" You ask.

"Just a bit busy, makes it better for us... the market stalls like to stay open when it's busy." Nacius says.

You both walk back to the area in front of the chapel, the grape presses where gone which didn't surprise, you. There where a few market stalls, one of them was run by an orc, it had fresh meat hanging from hooks and animal hides out on display, a few of them where selling some odds and ends, one of them had an old twitchy looking Dunmer trying to peddle off some "enchanted" gear.

Nacius leads you to the stall that had the meat, sausages, a few roasts, most of it was raw meat.

"Morning sir!" Nacius said to the man running the stall.

"G'day sir, could I help you to some meat? Hides? Bones?" The Orc asks.

"Anything catch your eye Sanna?" Nacius asks.

You walk up to the stall and look around, you where eyeing up a nice looking roast.

"What is the roast?" You ask.

"That? That's some boar, I just cooked it up this morning, I can let you have a taste if you want." He offers.

You raise your eyebrows in surprise. "Really?"

"Yup, I'm not from around here, I travel, hunt, and sell what I hunt to the nearby cities, people always get surprised when I offer them a taste." He responds.

"Why not, it looks delicious." You say.

The orc retrieves a worn out looking knife and cuts a small sliver off of the roast, handing it to you. You plop it into your mouth, it was great, seasoned to your surprise.

"You seasoned this?" You ask, swallowing the bit of roast.

"Mhm, traveling the world takes you to places where certain spices can be found everywhere, cheap too." He says.

"Moons, you're impressive, how much for the roast?" You ask.

"Eh... thirty drakes." The orc responds.

Not cheap, but not expensive either, for such quality meat, you where surprised.

"We'll take it!" You say, reaching into your coinpurse, retrieving 30 drakes."

The Orc takes your coin and tosses it into a bag underneath the stall, he reaches over to the roast, grabbing some butcher paper and carefully wrapping the roast, trying not to make a mess of things. Once he wraps the whole thing in a generous few layers of paper, he hands it to you.

"Have a good day sir!" You say.

"You too miss." He responds.

The roast was enough to feed the two of you, you looked to Nacius who was looking around at the other stalls.

"What do you think?" You ask.

"Looks good, from what I heard, that guy is pretty good at what he does." Nacius responds.

"Sanna is surprised that he doesn't own his own shop!" You say.

"Well, you can't do what he does rooted down to one spot." Nacius says.

"Good point..." You respond.

You hold the roast up to your snout and try to smell it, the paper was preventing most of the smell from coming out, but you could still get a faint whiff of what it smelt like, your mouth was watering.

"So, anything else you want to pick up love?" You ask Nacius.

"Drinks, maybe some desert..." Nacius says, looking around the area.

"We're in Skingrad, let's get a bottle of wine." You propose.

"Good point... Argh! Should've grabbed a bottle before we left the house." Nacius says, frustrated.

"It's okay, we can head back, Whiterun makes the trip in no time." You say.

"I will, I will... Now, desert..." Nacius says.

Nacius looks like he's really thinking, you felt that it was because of your certain... tastes in sweet food.

"Get what you want to get Nacius, Sanna doesn't mind." You say.

"You sure? I know that nothing here is as sweet as anything in Elsweyr." He asks.

"Sanna is sure, you can get something from that baker you always go on about, Sanna enjoyed his pastries, despite how sweet they could've been." You respond.

"Heh, I was hoping you'd say that." Nacius says.

You both begin walking back to the inn where you had breakfast at a week ago, it was busy inside, lots of travelers by the looks of it, rugged mercenaries, traveling merchants, one really rowdy drunken nord.

"Anything in here from Salmo?" Nacius asks.

The woman at the counter nods. "Cakes, pastries, pies, bread... What can I get for you?" She asks.

Nacius looks to you like he was expecting you to say something, you wave your hand at him.

"Whatever you want love!" You say.

"Couple of the pastries please, oh, and could you wrap them up? We're going to eat out." Nacius asks.

The woman nods. "Twelve drakes." She says.

You see Nacius reach into his pocket for the money, you quickly bump him and grab your own coin purse and give the woman the money.

"Sanna said she was paying for today, don't try to sneak with me." You say.

"You caught me." Nacius says, chuckling.

The woman retrieves some pastries and wraps them up and keeps them wrapped by tying a bit of string around it.

"Here you are, have a good day!" The woman says, handing Nacius the pastries.

"Likewise ma'am." He responds.

The two of you leave the inn and start making your way back to Whiterun.

"So, what is this place were headed?" You ask.

"Secret, I think the place looks pretty, don't want you figuring anything out." He says with a grin.

"Another fortress?" You ask sarcastically.

"Bah, you got me, a fortress full of those rowdy, dirty lads from Vlastarus." He responds, chuckling.

"Oh moons, don't even joke about that, those men make Sanna feel gross." You say, shaking your head.

"I will tell you this, the place is old." He says with a sly grin.

"Old? That's everything on Tamriel! That doesn't help Sanna one bit!" You yell.

Nacius begins laughing, soon the two of you are at the stable, Nacius retrieves Whiterun and puts the pastries in one of his saddlebags, you couldn't fit the roast into one of them, it was just big enough not to fit. Nacius climbs up onto Whiterun and holds his hand out.

"Hand me the roast, I'll help you up here." He says.

You hand him the roast and he places it in between his legs and reaches for you, he pulls you back up onto the back of Whiterun and hands you the roast.

"We're gonna head back to the house for a second so I can get us a bottle of wine, then we'll head out for the spot!" Nacius says, getting Whiterun to move back to the house.

Like earlier, the trip was almost instant, Nacius hopped off of the horse and ran to the door.

"Just wait a moment, I'll grab the wine and a few glasses!" He says before entering.

You sit on top of Whiterun and look out at the trees, it was a beautiful day out, there where some suspicious looking clouds off in the distance, but hey, it wasn't on top of you, so you weren't worried. Nacius runs back outside and places the wine and two pewter goblets into the saddlebags, then he hops back onto Whiterun.

"Alright... Let's get going." He says.

Before you know it, you're off!