Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20141021223709/@comment-25020300-20141026200621

(Think I'm going to go a different direction with my character, just assume I lost Fort Fellhammer but my character, daughter, and most of the guard escaped)

Leimlik was carrying his daughter across the freezing fields of snow. A few of the guards offered to help, but he refused, saying she was his responsibility. They all felt that they were being chased, but a large blizzard rolled in, shaking the path of anything that could follow.

"Come on, we're nearly to the shore!" Leimik yelled to his men.

"What good will that do?"

"We can find a crevice there, get out of this damned wind. We'll lay up there until we lose any pursuit."

They had been running for hours now without seeing a soul, but suddenly, a figure began to emerge from a nearby mountain. They were all ready to fight, but a short break in the wind revealed that it was Sygyor.

"Sygyor, thank Mara it's you, how did you find us?"

"I had heard that Fort Fellhammer had been attacked. It was just luck that we crossed paths on my way back."

"Excellent, now, let's get out of this damnable cold."