Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140918005000/@comment-6006054-20140918235111

(Shille, how much of Cyrodill have the Thalmor flooded across? I'm trying to figure out if Dalon's lands are endangered.)

Dalon hauled himself out of his bed, and read the note. He assembled his knives and placed them into their numerous hidden sheaths. He then lifted his glaive from where it had been leaning in a corner. He held it for a moment, as if to savor the way gripping the weapon felt. Dalon strapped the glaive to his back and left the room, electing to wait for some of his companions.