Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140128024529/@comment-11457306-20140130005631

(The Stormcloaks would have every advantage with the Dragonborn on their side and they on their home turf.  My Dovahkiin would just call down a dragon and that would be that.  I can see how a male would not like Ulfric, but mine always fell in love with that accent.)

"Never, my Lord, would I lie to you," said Anwen, acting hurt that he would even suggest it. "While I am a powerful warrior--I would prefer not to fall afoul of necromancers alone.  I prefer honorable battle rather than craven magics.  These fellows were going my way, I saw no reason not to join them."

"It doesn't work that way, Daithi," said Torene. "The affinity between people allows me to teleport one to a location that is not known.  We have no affinity--no connection--to Novo.  I have nothing to follow--no tie through emotion--other than hatred." She turned to Jack, unwilling to reveal exactly how many scrolls she had left. She did not trust him. "I have enough to transport us out if we get into trouble.  It takes one for every group of four.  We can make two trips.  That's it," she lied.

(How many people do we have now?)