Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-16047389-20140226184337/@comment-16047389-20140313144034

''Ulfgar had heard stories of the Thu'um, but this Redguard was different from the Greybeards or Ulfric Stormcloak or the ancient Nord Heros of old. His Voice resonated to the very bone of the listener. It was as if Kyne herself had blessed him with such a soothing voice. Surely one with such a beautiful voice, must be a professional bard. It would be a crime for such majesty not to be heard across the lands. Ulfgar had to tell him, to convince him to share his voice with all Tamriel. The future of music depended upon it.''

''Ulfgar gave chase after the Redguard. While there were many twists and turns along the way, it was easy enough to follow the trail of dead Thalmor guards. Ulfgar eventually reached the armory, but the Redguard had already removed his shackles and reequiped himself. He had arrived just in time to see the warrior donning his helm, the last piece of the Redguard's set of Ebony Armor.''

''Ulfgar approached the warrior. "That was quite a shout, my friend! You should give serious consideration to becoming a professional bard. You could become a Tamrielic Idol with a voice like that."''

The warrior ignores the suggestion, and tosses Ulfgar a set of keys.

''"Those keys will unlock every door and cell in this place," says the warrior. "Use them and free as many prisoners as possible. I would do it, but I've been held here long enough and must return to my mission. I've cleared out most of the Thalmor, though, so you shouldn't have much of a problem."''

''And with that, the Redguard leaves, in quite a hurry too. Ulfgar hopes the warrior takes what he said to heart. ''