Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26443603-20140409182001/@comment-24779750-20140409214015

Chalur took a brisk walk past Candlehearth Inn, and towards the looming gates of the Palace of Kings. He bypassed the guards, having already passed them innumerable times. The doors opened up, revealing Ulfric, the true High King, sitting on his throne, conversing with Galmar. Chalur strode past the large dining table, until he was standing behind Galmar, who registered his presence.

"Cas-Siel," Galmar began, using Chalur's family name as per the norm, "what goodies have you got for me today?" Chalur fiddled around in his knapsack before pulling out a long rolled document, and handing over to him.

"Imperial troop movements. Many assests of the Fourth Legion seem to be on hold now, as though waiting for something. My guess is the General is being more subtle, perhaps targeting the Stormcloak camps and high ranking officers such as yourself."

Galmar nodded, grunting as he read the reports. "Well done, Cas-Siel, your service to the Rebellion will be remembered. Here," he said, handing Chalur another gold purse "treat your friends at the Assemblege for me."

Chalur nodded, smiling, before retreating out of the hall, leaving Ulfric and Galmar bickering again. He headed for Candlehearth Inn for some downtime.