Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24530992-20140811160952/@comment-24736819-20140811220254

(Well, fuck it. I'm gonna march into the city with my army.)

Forsetalundr and the Knightly Companions got tired of waiting and decided to march on the Imperial City. The army didn't made any sound other than the clattering sound of armor, shields and swords. It was something beautiful to see, yet it was also deadly.

The big shiny spot that they were, when saw from a certain distance, could now be spotted and the daedra inside the city started to call out arms.

A warhorn could be heard as the Knightly Companies approached the infested city with the gigantic Dark Anchor hovering above it.

"Today we strike Molag where it hurts! Mercy is something that we all should aim for and with that in mind, know that the only mercy that this demons deserve are deeeeeeeath!", Forsetalundr said and the army charged at the city.