Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140306020948/@comment-6006054-20140321025532

Kjalek stormed into the study.

"you still have the package I asked you to keep for me?" he asked.

"yes" the old dunmer replied.

Kjalek opened a cabinent, and removed the crate stored inside.

"have you gathered the number of mercenaries I specified?" Kjalek asked as he pried the crate open.

"yes" the dunmer said once more, clearly exasperated.

"good" Kjalek lifted the Imperial full helmet from it place in the crate. He removed parts of his normal armor and replaced them with components from within the crate. Last, he withdrew an Imperial sword. It had not been wielded in at least a decade, but had kept its razor edge. Kjalek fastened the sheath to his waist, then sheathed his old sword. As he pulled the helmet onto his head, memories rushed back to him. He thanked the dunmer, then headed outside the home to meet his new legion in the courtyard outside.