Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20131223145721/@comment-12599067-20131227023035

Jack led the group through the underbrush, taking care not to step on anything that could alert a vigilant guard of their prescence. Finally, the underbrush began to thin out, and the fortress could be seen more clearly from the leafy wall. A single tower lay in the middle of a lagoon, with four other towers surrounding it. The distant pounding of metal could be heard, indicating a blacksmith somewhere nearby, and a large courtyard sat ahead of the party. A small number of Thalmor soldiers were milling about, some of them chatting and others training on practice dummies or similar appliances.

Jack frowned. Even though he could see barracks and catch a faint smell of something cooking, the stronghold seemed rather empty. He slunk back into the underbrush just as a pair of guards walked by, chattering like birds about their importance while at the same time complaining nothing ever happened, which was a little confusing to Jack. "Well, this looks like it might be surprisingly easy," he observed. "Shall we just charge them or go for something a little more tactical?" he asked, drawing a knife.