Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20141021223709/@comment-32420582-20141026101344

Qa'do looked around the empty inn, he looked a the inn keeper and asked,

"Where is everyone and where is your Jarl?"

"Dead, we were attacked and left at the mercy of priates."

"Huh, I wonder if I could drive them out."

"Probably not."

Qa'do sighed then ordered another ale, he downed it quickly then got up and left, he walked toward the burnt down jarled longhouse, nothing remained apart from a charred throne. Qa'do stared at it, it wasn't like the one his brother had. Qa'do shrugged then sat down on the throne, it felt wrong, yet so right. Qa'do looked at the sky above him, Dawnstar needs a leader, someone to lead them. Qa'do saw a burnt skeleton on the floor clutching a circlet which was their crowns. Qa'do bent down and grasped it, he slowly removed his mask then put it on, Qa'do then took it off and threw it to the ground, it made a loud clank.

Qa'do put his mask back on then saw his sixth courier which was late today stare at him. Qa'do quickly grabbed some paper and a pen and wrote this to templars;

To whomever leads the Templars,

''I am Qa'do, a famed merc from Elsweyr, I have came to the ruins of Dawnstar and seen their plight. I wish to ask you, will you join me in my quest to reclaim Dawnstar? I will lead it, bring it to glory, and you'll have another base.''

With respect, 

Qa'do