Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140617212149/@comment-25053842-20140619162415

Stryder growled as a group of Argonians, Bosmer, and Dunmer walked into his tent, along with the Commander of his forces, Gurini.

"You said your friends had armies." ,Stryder barked.

"I said I had friends." ,Gurini laughed, "You assumed they had armies."

"Dammit Gurini, how many were we able to get from them?" ,Stryder sighed.

"Three hundred Argonians. Two hundred and fifty Bosmer. And the Dunmer...they were a little less than happy that we were trying to reclaim Morrowind and revive a dead house. They killed our messenger." ,Gurini whispered, "They've pledged support to the five houses."

"War it is then..." ,he pulled his blade and walked out of the tent to see his army of six hundred and fifty men, "Tonight, we take Narsis and the 'Great' House Hlaalu!" ,he yelled and the men cheered, "Bed your women and drink your mead, for tonight, we dine in Oblivion! May Arkay keep you alive and may he see that the enemy die." ,he grinned and grabbed a bottle of mead and chugged it happily.