Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140726175925/@comment-24123288-20140726202438

"Archers!" The King of Morrowind boomed from his post atop Tel Mythrin. "You are the very best my country has to offer! Hold this position at all costs! Press the advantage! We have the high ground!"

Several archers popped up around the giant mushroom, firing into the skulls of the fallen pounding at its door. Their second deaths were quick and painless.

"S-sir!" The Kings aide called, rushing into the room to join him.

"What is it Ali?" Tiberionus snapped, glancing over and glaring at his wife.

''A weak, useless sack of bones. Nothing like...''

Her...

Ali squeeked a little, handing her husband a note that was rattling loudly with the shaking. "O-our scouts reports T-tib. The Undead Lord. Landyt. His shi is sailing away."

"In surrender?" The King queried, sounding hopeful.

"N-no my liege. Th-the Fallen still fight us. He must be leaving for something important."

Tiberionus scowled, his brow furrowing, irritating the acid burns still on his face from his last fight with that sword...

"Where?"

"C-cyrodil my l-love."

Don't call me that.

"Then I'm going to! If he intends to spread his plague to the Empress' lands, he's sorely mistaken!"

"Y-yes s-sir. B-but what about the war here?"

Tiberionus thought for a moment before barking a name...

A Dunmer appeared from the shadows, hiddenwithin them.

"You are my most capable General." Tiber said with the faintest hint of pride. "You know what to do."

Tiberionus' general nodded, taking the front and silently commanding the archers to keep up their fire.

Tiberionus grinned, staring at his generals back for an unhealthily long time before he turned and left, not even saying goodbye to his wife.

Whatever it is you are planning Landyt.

I'll stop it...

-

Lianne stepped out of Underland, breathing in the fresh Cyrodiilic air as she set off on the familiar road. Her Uncle and Aunt knew her mother as well as Maria did and they might have some ideas to her whereabouts.

The Bosmer looked around nervously. Tamriel had fallen into the tight grip of the new empress and her Collabiration, and crime and despair was rife in everywhere but Morrowind.

Mom...Lianne thought sadly, folding her arms as she walked along the road, heading past Skingrad.

All Maria said about Hircine was that her and you participated in the hunt in High Rock...

''High Rcks a big place Rie! That wasn't exactly useful...''

I hope Uncle Jaryl knows something...