Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140918005000/@comment-5543592-20140920000029

(Ah, screw it, we'll move along with us three.  If Daedra posts during the time it takes me to make this post, that's good too.)

"Alright, I guess we're just getting comfortable here until they call on us."

There was a crank sound then a loud boom.

"Found the entrance!" Called J'Baad.

Meanwhile, above ground...

"Thalmor spotted close by sir, should be just over that rise." Reported the scout.

"How much do they number?" Questioned the General.

"Seemingly just over two hundred, General."

"Thank you, auxiliary." Said General Weltrod. "That will be all."

Captain Ignali was beside General Weltrod. "Should I send out the battlemages now?  Have them be ready for the attack?"

"Yes, send them down into the fortifactions.  Once-"  There was a war cry, cutthimg him off, and, off in the distance, a wave of Thalmor clad in Daedric armor could be seen rushing down the hill. They were armed with an impressive display of Daedric weapons.

"Superior tactics my ass." Scoffed the General. They're just fighting like a bunch of barbarians.  "Go, now." He ordered.

The Captain went down and signaled the battlemages. Out the Legionnaires poured, an impressive sight in their own armor. It was interesting to note the different styles. While the Thalmor variant of Daedric armor appeared to be in the Cyrodiilic make (Oblivion type) the battlemage's were that of Skyrim design. They hurried into their fortifacations, ones that surrounded the enter southern half of the Imperial city, from the start of Lake Rumare to the Nibean Bay (I don't care if I spelled them wrong.).

Roughly five minutes later...

The Captain sprinted into the room in which the Imperial Crawler was stored.

"Go, go, go!"

"Battle stations!" Roared Emrey. There was a mass scurry as the groups stampeeded into their seats, if they weren't there already. Emrey got on last, heading past people as they set up their stations. He almost walked straight into one of Volarano's dangling legs. He sat down on a part of the bench directly in front of the controls. The Captain was in the front, looking at Emrey through the glass.

Emrey turned around to face the group.

"Ready?"