Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-17045460-20130831145421/@comment-10197675-20130902183608

Yargon finally made his way to Riften, he left his horse at the stables then he dashed into the settlement and ran to his house. There was no one outside the blacksmiths, so he went into his house, it was not good, it looked like there had been a blizzerd within there.

Yargon shouted: Aedrel... Aedrel are you here!?

Yargon then ran up the stairs and found Bailmund dead at the top, he then ran in his room only to discover two dead vampires and Asbjorn dying in the corner of the room.

Yargon: Where is she my friend?

Asbjorn: I'm sorry...Yargon we *cough* tried to protect her... there were too many of them, we...we couldnot handle them... i overheard them talking about... about...abo...

Yargon: Where where is she!

Asbjorn faintly whispered: Dragons...bridge *And that was his last word*

Yargon fell silent he felt anger overwealming him.

Yargon got up and saw the weapon Asbjorn had on his back, it looked like a Nordic Warhammer (Legendary) Yargon replaced this rare weapon with his Glass greatsword, he then made his way back to the stables only to find his horse on the floor dead with a silver sword in its chest(Listen to this, again i don't know why iput this in i guess this RP needed abit of music:)  ), there was a letter next to it, it said: " We have killed your friends and we will make your wife suffer!" Yargon screwed the letter up and chucked it on the ground.

Yargon: Those dam faithless basterds!

Yargon then started sprinting in a Northenly direction, he said to himself

Yargon: Do not worry my love... i will not fail like i did my brother... i am coming for you.