Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24530992-20140420011843/@comment-24784616-20140423031236

A fresh batch of recruits awaited Raddan as he re-entered the barracks for what seemed like the billionth time. "This is what we got? Well done" he told one of the guards.

"Aye sir, though some of the other men still have others to bring."

"That's not all? Bloody good job then!" he said, impressed. He turned back to the recruits, looking at them individually.

"Listen here, I know things are changing and everything is going down the sewers, but right now your Emperor needs you. We've been running short on men 'cause of the skirmishes we've had with the former bastard's guard, and now we're at war."

"So starting tomorrow, we train. Rest up, and I'll see you in the mornin'."

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Byerik had just ridden into Hammerfell on horse, stopping at a nearby village. He took a quick look around, gazing at the scenery.

''I figured Hammerfell to be more... sandy.''

He hopped off the horse, leading it deeper into the village. He found an inn, and tied the horses reigns around a nearby fence. Ignoring the Redguards looks, made his way into the inn.

"Welcome! Good to see a new face," the innkeeper called out. "You a traveller?" Byerik walked towards her, sitting on a nearby stool.

"Actually, I'm here for.. business. Have you heard of any uprisings up in High Rock, in the Wrothgarian Mountains?"

The innkeeper raised her eyebrows. "What's one of Titanus' men doing here? We already have a new Emperor in place. Get lost, murderer!" She grabbed a broom, threatening to hit Byerik.

"Wait, no! I'm one of Thetric's councilmen. How do you know the old emperor's been killed?"

The innkeeper lowered her broom. "He might have died a few days ago, but word spreads like wildfire. Something else is spreading, too. That we're going to war? Is that true?"

Byerik sighed. "Yeah, unfortunately it's true."

"Gods, that explains the increase in soldiers. And I've heard a few rumors about the group you're talking about, they call themselves the Tyrant Fall."

"Thanks, that's all I needed to know. Here, I'll be staying tonight," Byerik dropped a bag of septims. He pulled out a roll of paper and quill, dipped the quill in a nearby inkwell, and began to write.

"Say, think you can help us out here?" The innkeeper interrupted. "We've been seeing some of the Guard passing by, and I'm afraid they're going to try to get us to secede from the Empire. They've already sent another small group to attack some fort in Cyrodiil, to lower down your already small numbers."

"Don't worry, we already planned on sending men here," Byerik replied, and finished writing his letter. He called over a courier that was inside, and gave it to him.

Theyric, ''Everyone already knows of you now being in charge. The people here in Hammerfell support you, so that's a good thing. They also know of the war. The Titanus Guard are already working to send more soldiers here to get them to break off the Empire. ''

''The Guard also sent a small regiment to one of our forts in Cyrodiil, and plan to attack. ''

-B