Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140624133451/@comment-3293219-20140624195546

“And then she… T-T-Took my clothes!” Colm muttered, burying his face in his hand.

Irvine shook his head and looked away, stepping towards the door and pacing around the room, with a heavy sigh.

“My team could track them…” The Dunmer woman offered, looking back to Colm in disgust before turning back to her leader.

“No… Not in the dark, it’ll take hours and it’ll risk manpower that we just can’t afford to lose.” Irvine replied, turning around and glaring at Colm.

“Do you have any idea where they’ve gone?”

“No! I swe…” He then paused and remembered something, that Dunmer mentioned a place, what was its name?

“W-Wait… I think they said a place name… Crow… Crave… Crow Hole? Crow Hoft?”

“CrovenHoft?” The Dunmer asked, looking back to Irvine with a determined frown.

“Y-Yeah, that’s it… How’d you…”

“It’s an inn, just south of Bruma… It’s been abandoned for some time though, something or… someone smashed it to shit.”

“Perfect hiding spot then…” Irvine grumbled, turning around and leaving the room, almost seething with his desire to leave and find this ‘Crovenhoft.’ The Dunmer lieutenant followed him out, walking alongside him.

“So, what’s the plan? Round up the troops?”

“No, we need to defend this place, we’re sending in a small group and we’ll hit hard…” Irvine replied, turning back to her.

“We’ll deal with this in the dark; I don’t want anyone to know that we’ve left… We go in, kill that Bosmer and the Dunmer and the rest should fall apart by themselves…” The Dark Elf replied, sternly.

“No heroics, no bullshit, just in and out.” He insisted as they reached the armoury, prompting his lieutenant to nod and run out of the room, getting Grom and a few others together as Irvine opened a special case.

“I will not have them lead the Empire to my doorstep…” He seethed, holding up a golden crossbow.