Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25101508-20140710153417/@comment-29458028-20140720020010

"No, as an elven noble, some of my tastes might differ" replied Ancarion haughtily. (He's kinda an effeminate dandy at this point, unlike his usual manly self)

Ancarion and Vladimir left the palace an walked to Proudspire manor, Ancarion twirling the keys on his fingers. Ancarion entered and locked the door, while Vladimir left Solitude to collect the men.

The bandits, disguised as mercenaries, made their way into Proudspire manor (six of them, excluding Vladimir and Ancarion). They entered. Four would be on guard at any one time, while the other two would sleep (the bandits are highly trained and deadly, not common bandits. They are all good swordsmen, can shoot and know some spells. They are meant to overpower the city guard and imperial recruits, except for the skilled ones like Kantar, Rho etc)

Another detachment of three bandits rented a room in the Winking skeever, they would wait for orders.

Ancarion sent a messenger pigeon to Leon Steelfang to report his success.

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Sorin noticed the elven noble and his guard, but initially thought little of them. However, when the guard left to collect more men, he felt suspicion. Why did Solitude have so many travellers? He felt a sharp drop in temperature and he instinctively reached for his scythes, but temperature returned within moments. His brother did come, but only fleetingly. Alyssa seemed to respond similarly, drawing her sword, then sheathing it.

(Soon, Leon Steelfang will actuate his plan. He came to see the situation using a mark and recall scroll from Ancarion, then recalled to his own base. I'll continue to make subplots until the legion is ready to battle to Fosworn (@swornknight - I'll stop writing subplots if you tell me not to, its OK), should give people something to do.)