Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-67.86.204.15-20140624222418/@comment-25020300-20140709023439

The Reachmen guard spotted what appeard to be a small legion group while on his pass of the Sundered Towers. He quickly approched it, preparing to attack if nessecary.

"Stop! This isn't legion territory, withdrawl at once or be striken down!"

"Please, there is no need for that. I'm Legate, err... Ondolemar, and I have come to negotiate a peace treaty with you Reachmen. Please, take me to your king and we can negotiate for peace."

The Reachman thought for a moment. He was pretty sure he was lying, but after what had happened after the last mistake he had made, he did not want to repeat that process again just because he wasn't sure about something. "Very well, you will be escorted by my fellow Reachmen and we will take you to Markarth. But be warned, any wrong moves, and you will be striken down where you stand."

"Why, of course my good man. Of course."