Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20140412023101/@comment-17114085-20140418233708

In Northen Cyrodiil. Ulfric looked at the dunmer. "I see, I received Daric's letter, you must be one of Joran's men. Well I'll let Galmar bring you up to speed." He turned to the Nord wearing the Bear Armor.

"Aye, Chorrol. The 9th Legion is guarding it, they have set up a perimeter about a half a mile from the gates. The problem won't be opening the gates, Ulfric's Thu'um can take care of that. The issue is the large platoons of undead that are guarding the perimeter. We didn't want to say anything over a letter but that is what we are going to have to deal with." said Galmar.

In Western Cyrodiil. Daric and his men were in the outskirts of Skingrad. A few days ago a few Imperials had started to join his army. They had heard of the capture of Bruma, Cheydinhal, Anvil and Kvatch and had become hopeful that Augurius could be defeated by Daric. Even some Imperials had begun questioning his methods, though most who did wound up dead.

In High Rock. The Orcs were within sight of the capital. The refugees that were outside began screaming in fear as the Orcs approached. All seemed lost as there was no one to deal with the invaders. It was then that a roar was heard in the distance and a figure could be seen in the eastern sky.