Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20140923034431/@comment-25327264-20141021062111

Heather sat back in her armchair, the priestess of Kyanreth had told her that while the muscle coulbe be saved, she would be asthetically disfigured forever. She had sent the guards to round up a group who would serve as her guerilla warfare unit to harrass and secure Riverwood and then Falkreath. The new supplies coming in from the Silver-Bloods would help. The group, of thirty would take off in two days. (Whiterun has no issues with money, all the Silver Hands silver weapons are melted into ingots)