Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24141785-20140201133112/@comment-5735114-20140203224655

Eventually, the group of guards and Talsakr could see Winterhold in the distance. However, they knew it was nearby about twenty minutes ago, due to the magic surrounding the city. After magic was outlawed, most mages in Skyrim, and even some in northern Cyrodiil, fled to Winterhold. The influx of citizens brought some buisness and got a few homes built, but there weren't enough mages in the world to make Winterhold the city in once was. Besides, most of the mages went to the College and ignored the rest of the town.

Some members of the group seemed intimidated. There had been rumors that the mages could sense anyone who approached their beloved city, but not enough came back alive to verify it. The rumors were indeed true, and the College had sent a group of five mages to intercept the doomed task force.

The interception force was perched on the ledge of a mountain, the leader smirked as the group of guards walked past slowly on the road below. Seemingly out of nowhere, the guards were ambushed by a torrent of fireballs. Most missed due to the range, but one struck a particularly unfortunate guard in the back of his head so hard that his brain was little more than mush by the time his body hit the floor. The other guards, fourteen of them, whipped around and quickly scanned around for the mages. The moment they saw their targets, the guards opened fire. Their guns were old, and only capable of firing two bullets in succession. However, most of them landed, as four of the mages were struck. One fell off the ledge, while three others were thrown back against the mountain. The fifth cast an invisibility spell and ran for his life. After reloading, the guards tried to hit the last mage, but reloading took so long that he was already long gone.

Talsakr, incapable of doing anything due to his lack of a gun, strayed in the back of the group when they continued their walk. They were very lucky that only one had died, it could have been all sixteen of them. Thus, they were in very high spirits as they approached Winterhold. The snow had started falling again, it felt like it always snowed in Winterhold. The mages' fire spells would thus be weakened.

The guards, arriving in Winterhold, immediately gunned down the three mages standing guard near the entrance. Their claims of being magic supporters and clever hiding of guns, as well as the appearance of their armor, did them good. As soon as they got close enough to the mages, they fired a torrent of bullets before even Talsakr could comprehend what was happening.

However, the loud blasts from the guns revealed their hostilities to the rest of the town, and the invisible mage that had arrived at the College minutes ago had all of the mages stationed to defend. The moment the guards stepped foot within the town, two had their faces melted off, and a third was frozen, encased from head to toe in ice. Before the rest could flee, they were swiftly dispached as well. Talsakr, however, was lucky. Drawing his sword, he slashed a fireball that was flying towards him, dispelling it. However, before the other mages could attack again, one of them cast Mass Paralysis. This rendered his comrades immobile, but his enemy as well. Being the closest to the still body of Talsakr, the mage picked him up and began carrying him to the College bridge. It was time they got some answers.