Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20140923034431/@comment-29458028-20141017030344

Sorin reached the College, where he heard his wife was now residing. The doors opened for him, as the always did. The flame atronaches performed curtseys to welcome him as the knocked on the door (for others, the atronachs will attack)

Alyssa opened the door and invited her husband in. She was obviously glad to see him, but at the same time, she looked worried.

"What happened? Why do you look so glum?" asked Sorin.

"It's nothing. The college was restructured by another Archmage in my absence. Also, I need to test the new mages that are in Skyrim. Who knows if they are planning something?"

"Sorry dear, I have a more important thing to do. We'll talk later."

Sorin walked into the Arcaneum, now headed by a nearly mad Altmer scholar. He dismissed the man and waited.

Moments later, men began to appear as if from thin air. The thirteen of them nodded to each other as the lights all winked out. Time seemed to stop as the Psijic focused a little.

"So, Shadow Wraith, our leader, why have you summoned us?"

"You see, Skyrim is in chaos now. I am not very certain it will stand up to a Thalmor attack. You all know the Thalmor cannot win at all costs."

"Yes, we understand. However, we cannot all commit."

"Those who can, stay. Those who cannot, leave."

An Argonian, a Redguard, a Nord and an Altmer stayed. The rest vanished and time flowed again.

"Now, Shadow Wraith, what is the plan?"

"We wait and see. A suspicious group is moving towards Riften. There are several problems in Markath. Nobody, as of now, are responding to the College, which means fear is still heavy."