Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20140206132350/@comment-2165692-20140219182828

The jarl rises "Guards seize this man!"

Naerion summons another Dremora lord. "Stand down or you will fall victim to my minions. Jarl... Whoever you serve now is insignificant. Because..." Naerion takes off his mask and stares into the Jarl's eyes "You. Will. Serve. ME!" he says as he puts the Jarl under his hypnosis.

"I will serve you, my master." The jarl says.

"The Nelthars first and the Forebears second!"

"The Nelthars, first... The Forebears, second" The jarl falls back in her chair.

The guard looks around not understanidng exactly what just happened.

"My Jarl. This might not be a good idea." The steward says.

"Silence, do not question me. The Nelthars and the Forebears are bound to win the war eventually." The Jarl says, it looks like she has regained her senses, However she remains under Naerions hypnosis...

Naerion looks around at the guards who seem completely baffled. then puts his mask back on "Honor your jarl, guards. She serves me and so do you, Even though I will leave, my eyes are all over the city." A small lie serves it's purpose He starts looking for maven black-briar.