Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24141785-20131112133018/@comment-3293219-20131222162903

"This is bad..." Morgen muttered, stepping back and looking as if she wanted to run away from the burning city.

Caleb glanced up, it looked like some sort of doomsday with fire coming out of the city walls and an army of guards battling with the unknown attackers. The old pirate glanced up and noticed that a dragon had landed on the road ahead, a khajit helped a nord woman onboard, before flying away with her. They were quickly pursued by another dragon, that was being ridden by another figure, who the dunmer couldn't identify.

"Might be another bandit raid... there was a big one a few years ago." Morgen added, breaking his trail of thought.

"Whatever it is, the guards should be able to handle it..." Caleb grunted, stepping forward with Sylvia.

Morgen watched as he marched towards the burning city, that was still under siege.

"Erm... aren't you forgetting something?" She blurted, chasing after him.

"Don't believe I am..." He grumbled, keeping his gaze fixed on the battlefield.

"My sister? You're the only one strong enough to carry her!"

The old pirate stopped and turned around, sighing in the process.

"That city contains the only healer in miles..." He reminded her, "Your sister won't make it any further..."

Morgen glanced back at the burning city, her heart beating out of her chest.

You can't leave Sylvie...

"Alright... but you'd better have a plan!"

Caleb laughed at her, his cold, grainy laugh sent a shiver down her spine.

"Don't I always?"