Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24530992-20140509202753/@comment-24218133-20140511211823

Jirrud's fleet sailed away in victory, having destroyed Sunhold. Jirrud was drinking some flower ale from Black Marsh while relaxing in a chair. "I erect th spine of gratitude for this ale, it's amazing!" He said, downing another bottle. Suddenly, a pursuing Thalmor fleet attacked them. The people on board were strange, not looking lime Altmer. They attacked with boat as if it was a game, having more skills at sea than the previous ships by a fair margin.

Suddenly, Jirrud sees what they are.

Maormer.