Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20140923034431/@comment-25127382-20141020132016

The Black Fang were spying from the hill on which the Falkreath Watchtower was placed. (If there were guards in the tower, the Black Fang would have killed them.)

About half an our after seeing the Magocracy's leader ride out of sight, the Black Fang decided to make their move.

"Commander Vargas, let us make an intimidating first impression." Lucien said.

"Very well, Lord Lucien." Commander Vargas replied. Almost immediatly, he started to change, his bone structure first. Next came the bloodlust in his eyes, and then the fur. Commander Vargas had become a large black werewolf. A few seconds later, Vargas' whole unit, consisting of warriors, all began to change as well, becoming either werewolves or werebears.

Lucien leapt onto the back of the werewolf that had been Commander Vargas, and his other commanders proceeded to leap onto a pair of werewolves as well. A large amount of the remaining humanoid Black Fang also got to ride on the lycanthropes, whereas the remaining ones were forced to move on foot.

With dreadful howls, the lycanthrope-mounted Black Fang began riding down the hill at great speeds, swiftly leaping onto any guard or soldier foolish enough to get in their way. After reaching the town, a few of the Black Fang descended from their feral mounts, and some of the werewolves were stationed in the graveyard. Lucien was no fool, he would not be surprised if there were a few Necromancers in Falkreath.

"Citizens of Falkreath! Let it be known, that tonight, your Magocracy falls!" Lucien shouted in a loud voice so it could be heard over the fighting. "Do not get in our way, and you shall be fine. Try anything, and you are as dead as your soldiers!"