Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26443603-20140409182001/@comment-25012303-20140413200046

One of Wimber's new couriers ran through the streets of Riften. He passed a few houses, and a bridge, ultimately turning right, and entering the Bee and the Barb. There he saw Gaia. He approached him, and removed from his armor a letter, that read:

Dearest "Gaia,"

''It has recently come to my attention, that you have fabricated a plan for the domination of Tamriel. Whilst my views are smaller, we happen to share a related ambition. I wish to see Cyrodiil fall under my grasp, and as the heart of the Empire, I believe that you will see it as a priority to conquer this nation within one. Should you accept, I will be able to supply you with armed guards, as well as my own talents. Along with a mastery of the Arcane, I am able to manipulate the shadows of my enemies, and friends. I believe that you will find my gifts useful, if not crucial, to your victory.''

''I would ask that you respond in person. Bring whomever you see fit.''

Sincerely,

Wimber Willowcrest, Count of Leyawiin.

"Here you go," the courier said.