Board Thread:General Discussion/@comment-92.43.66.7-20130312140823/@comment-7130372-20130525075102

Prometheus the Dragonborn,

I ask you forgive my absence, as I have been in a coma like state for two weeks since last  Morndas as I was hit with a soul trap spell and took a fatal arrow in the knee, after this felt this pressents of a cold dark whisper which speaks of the  Ideal Masters, who are these men and what is their goal against the Imperial Legion and her allies.

This all happened during the  siege of Cyrodiil, when the Altmeri Dominion attacked us we stood no chance as the White Gold Tower  fell to mer riding dragons and shouting at it. It is rumoured they've assassinated the Emperor and the Elder council and have concrol over the Elder scrolls stored there, I do not know much in my state but if their are Altmer Dragonborns I will have to think about a new battle plan.

But their is a shimmer of hope brought by your letter I wish you well in your endevors, I would wish the strenght of many more men, but you're just about match the Daedric prince of madness! I also exonerate your apologise, as even this old General can not keep punctual, good luck my friend.

Hac in hora  sine mora  quod per sortem  sternit fortem,  mecum omnes plangite!

about time you get this letter I should be back fighting with our brothers and sisters.

signed et cetera et cetera.

General Whitacus of the Imperial Legion.