Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24530992-20140921041500/@comment-24736819-20140924032036

"Go on, knock.", the bald redguard said to one of his followers. The man quickly strolled to the city gates and knocked, loudly.

A daedra looked down from the watching tower and laughed. He turned to another daedra and mentioned something about slaves that had escaped returning and moments later the gate opened.

"Good job, my friend. Let's get inside.", Niyharlathotep said with a dark smile on his face.

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Finally the last daedra was killed and the Knights, the orcs and the halfgods could breathe pure air again as the Dark Anchor went back to Couldharbor.

Big Gud sitted on the floor and took a bottle of mead out of his bag, uncorking it and drinking.

"Ah, nothing like a cold drink after saving a city!"

The Knights scattered through the Imperial City to find survivors, while Forsetalundr observed the Anchor flying back into Couldharbor.

"Strange..."