Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24274106-20140101170006/@comment-29461586-20140108144433

Meanwhile... at the Palace of the Kings...

"Uhh... I don't think that's expected..!" Illia was surprised that the body was standing on it's own.

"I live to serve..." The body muttered.

A Stormcloak Guard breaks in the room.

"Milady! Windhelm is under attack! The Soldiers stand ready, but we need your..." The guard notices the body grabbing an Ebony Warhammer and an Ebony Sword from the weapons rack in the room.

"Milady.. what is he.."

"Relax.. He'll help us drive the Imperials out of Eastmarch.. and turn the snows red if necessary." Illia interrupted.

"Go. Put the fear of the Daedric Lords into these motherless dogs... Varimathras." Illia commanded.

"I live to serve." The body went to the front gates. His incredible size has bolstered the ranks of the defending Stormcloaks.

"I.. must.. kill.." Varimathras muttered.