Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-23898423-20140504033357

We all know Ysgramor as the "father of all Nords" and the first human to set foot in Skyrim. But, it's what happened after his death that is the story worth telling. ..

"You are crazy, Tredegar." Said Aela, not even bothering to look at him.

"You don't understand. We won't be able to free the old Harbingers without the key into the tomb. I have to go in there." He argued back. Aela sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose.

"You know that is a den for those damn cultists. . . Do you truly believe it is worth risking your life over?" Asked the red-haired lycanthrope.

"Yes. They have Ysgramor's secrets locked away in Sjon; don't your realize what this could mean for us? For all of mankind?" Explained Tredegar, his silvery grey eyes flashing.

"I don't know. Enlighten me." She said, turning in her chair to look at him.

"The ancient Nords; we all know they were great, even compaired to the Nords now. I know Ysgramor had something hidden away in there. . . His notes depicted something like a relic of Akatosh." He began, arms crossed of his chest. "A relic of another time, Aela. Do you understand now?"

"Sounds like you've been reading too many of Ma'kaira's books. A relic from another time? Absurd." Tredegar rolled his eyes.

"Fine, don't believe me, but I'm still going to Sjon. I'll leave at daybreak tomorow." He said superficially, before sauntering off to his quarters to pack.

"Some great, noble Harbinger. . . More like a wild little pup trying to bite off more than he can chew." 